As we reflect back to this day thousands of year ago, it is with bittersweet thoughts. My God gave His only Son to suffer great pain that we could never begin to comprehend. He let Him bleed and die on that cross...for me, for you, for us all. Yet how many times do we stop and think about how He must have felt and to know He could stop the pain and suffering and any given moment by saving Father, I don't want to do this. It hurts. Help me. But He didn't. My Saviour, my Jesus, hung on that cross slowly dying. You wonder if He looked upon Mary and made eye contact. How did she feel to see her baby boy suffering so. And his disciples who were so faithful and who loved Him so, how must they have felt as they stood by and watched what He was suffering through and yet they could not intervene or help. The sheer torment of that day breaks our hearts, brings tears to our eyes and our minds can never ever understand a love that strong that would go through such agony just so we could be free. I dedicate this blog today to my Blessed Redeemer. The one who gave His life so I could live. The one walks beside me every day of my life. He picks me up when I fall and loves me no matter what. Please read the words to this beautiful song and listen to the video. It touches my heart like no other song ever has. This is my thank you to my Lord for all He has done for me.