When I saw this YouTube of the Bell Brothers singing "It's all about the Cross" I was moved as it speaks my heart, and it's what happened on Good Friday.
Twenty 27 years ago on Good Friday, our youngest daughter, Jill was in a horrific car accident and her life hung in the balance. She was still alive on Easter morning, and my dearest was giving the message at a Sunrise Service. He said "She's Alive", and of course everyone expected him to say "He's alive", but he went on to tell that Jill had survived the night and was alive. It was a long period in intensive care and the hospital, but God granted our prayers and today she is the mom of our youngest grandson, Tristan who will be three in June. God is good all the time, and then some. We will never forget that Good Friday.
I pray that you will embrace the One who not only died on the cross for the sins of the world, but rose the third day to prove His diety and welcomes anyone who will believe.
God bless you all.