Today, I sat in the prayer room from about 7:50 to 9:15, praying, listening, strumming my guitar, and singing quietly. What more can I write, can I gleen from the story of the Cross? Do I really want to imagine what He might have been feeling today? It may be too much.
I strummed this song, and sang it this morning, and a few other voices joined in.
"All to Jesus, I surrender,
All to Thee I freely give.
I will ever love and trust Him,
in His presence daily live.
I surrender all, I surrender all.
All to thee, my Blessed Savior,
I surrender all!"
And so, Good Friday begins.
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