But the Easter story seemed to
Be new to her.
Since her hearing and vision are
Poor, I related the account slowly and
Loudly.
I described the last supper,
The garden,
The betrayal,
The scourging and crucifixion.
"They tortured Him?" She asked.
"Yes. It happened on a Friday, a
Really bad Friday," I told her,
"But in the end, it turned out to be
Good, all because of Sunday."
Yes!
The empty tomb!
The resurrection!
The best possible news!
I felt moved to ask her.
"Have you ever asked Jesus to
Forgive you for your sins?"
"No."
"Would you like to do it now?"
"How do I know He would forgive me?"
"Because the Bible says so."
My friend was ready.
She prayed a simple sincere prayer,
And now we're sisters, not just
Friends.
She's going with me to church tonight.
It's our Friday service that we call
"Good," good only because we know
Sunday's coming.