Good Friday
After finishing the food shopping I went to the Stations of the Cross in my local parish church. It was a really moving service, whatever one’s religious views, bringing home the reality of this cruel form of punishment, crucifixion, judicial execution by those with power. A delicate contrast was provided in the lovely primroses embroidered on my pew kneeler, with hope for renewal even after death.
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