When I was a little girl growing up in a suburb of Los Angeles, I remember every Good Friday the song by Dion, Abraham, Martin and John was played on the radio. It was always deeply touched me on almost a cellar level. On Good Friday, I still always think about this song (and play it). I think about the brokenness and woundedness of all in the world, and pray for true redemption. Three days out from Easter, it's a good time to reflect and pray for forgiveness, and pray for brightness and newness, and purity. It's a good time to pray for the healing from bigotry, prejudice and hatred.
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