He died for us. But it all ends well. And we get to know that. I don’t know how it can get better than that.
I think that when we suffer He understands because He suffered, too.
Love is always the answer.
And empathy.
You’re here for a reason and if you never know why, that’s ok. There’s plenty to do without knowing.
We get to live for awhile. Make it count.
Happy Easter to All…