We went on our regular Good Friday pilgrimage up Green Hill, Osbournby, reading the Stations of the Cross on our way up to the cross at the top, where we sang There is a Green Hill and When I survey the Wondrous Cross, and ate Hot Cross Buns. Then over to Aswarby for a service at the church remembering the nails of the cross and how we continue to hurt our Lord, but how he sacrificed himself for us and continues to love us. A Good Friday indeed.
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