This day of all days that we recall. The day when no one took Christ’s life from him. He willingly laid it down for us. Today I remember the cross of Christ in communion with those of you who call him Lord. Today nothing else matters. Our lives hung in the balance of the outstretched arms of Jesus.

And, if eternity could be measured in time, it will be said of us in 10,000×10,000 years what we’ve said all this time of the heavenly hosts around the throne.

“Still they sing.”