Prior to that, however--between dinner and the beginning of the movie--I was watching The Bible on History Channel, because that's what they had on when we arrived. The show had gotten to the Crucifixion, and I caught myself looking away, but forced myself to watch. I always watch when the suffering of Christ is depicted, regardless of how gory it may be, because He died for my sins.
...and it occurred to me then that "Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do," does not mean solely the people beating and torturing and killing Him, but all of us.
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Fred has an excellent piece up about the excellent treatment afforded blacks and the poor by the Yankees of the 19th century and onward.
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The weather was gorgeous, but it looks like the rest of the week is going to be rain, rain, more rain. *sigh* I got things to do outside! How can I do 'em when it's raining???