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Good Friday 13

 

What was it like on that Friday? Was it even a Friday? Did the sky open?

Did God speak with a mighty voice?

Or was it just another Jew lynching in Jerusalem with rumors of an empty tomb?

I stand by the lake and wonder.  If I just wade in would I too float above the waves? Or be pulled under by the weeds of self-doubt?

Middle-aged businessman found floating in the lake. Friends and family expressed shock.

But then sun breaks over Kirkland. The ducks line up, Sandpoint starts to hum, the crows sing out, and the sparrows reply. The morning symphony has begun.

Buddy and I decide to pack it in.

Work beckons.

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