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Good Friday

Good Friday

Good Friday Indeed Just Remember What It Means... As we arrive at our homes from church today, Let the importance of this day remain I pray, When we sit down to our much awaited meal, Of Hot-cross buns and Pickeled Fish, Some prefer to eat it with bread,some just plain ol' fish instead, A delicacy upheld for years in tradition, Where meat on a Friday is not to be eaten, But lets not let go of our Faith in The Almighty, As we eat our meal let it sit inside our heads-as the religion of Christianity we should represent, For it has been said...in the Good Book we read, For GOD so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, We should remember this day not for the fish or the buns, But for a Man named Jesus who sacrificed His life on the cross(a symbol neatly covering the face of your bun) for us, The sins that you and I commit so easily without doubt, Our appreciation would be, To open up our meal together as a family with a prayer in commemoration To Christ to thank Him for this day called,Good Friday He hath given us in freeing us of our sins, Cause without Him it would never have been.

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