John 19:28—After this, when Jesus knew that everything was now accomplished that the Scripture might be fulfilled, He said, “I’m thirsty!”
Good Friday moves me deeply. I cannot comprehend the degree of suffering and pain Jesus endured on my behalf. To say I’m undeserving is in itself completely inadequate. There is no way to grasp how and why the Creator of the universe would care so much to save me, a cosmic peon, a blade of grass that grows, withers and is gone. His plan is so pregnant with love, so resplendent with grace as to leave me speechless. His performance is staggering. His witness emblazons across time the exquisite music of faithfulness.