In honor of tomorrow's Good Friday, I will be doing nothing. And that's probably the most faithful, God-honoring, self-preserving thing I can do. I've been running myself ragged. And the confluence of work extending a holiday and day care still being open means I get a window of eight or so hours of free time, an unfathomable amount for someone whose discretionary time is usually measured in minutes or even seconds.
Here's hoping you enjoy your Good Friday as much as I do. And here's hoping at least some of that "doing nothing" time is in fact filled with contemplation on what exactly is good about Good Friday. I leave you with a post from a few years back for your consideration: "Who Killed Jesus?"