Good Friday

As a child I learned a prayer...

Lord, it seems so strange to call a day like this Good Friday
So many lies, so much hate, so much pain
And yet through it all you kept on loving
Loving the liars, loving the haters, loving the people who gave you pain
With a love so strong that nothing could overcome it
Thank you, Lord.
Amen.

I'm thinking about that prayer this morning, and thankful for the sacrifice of Jesus that day.