My nightly routine makes it rather difficult to post closer to 9, and I don't know if Theo is back yet... So here we go. Today is a rather important day. Imagine having dinner with your friends, washing their feet... Knowing tomorrow morning you will be paraded through the city carrying the instrument of your death, being scorned, ridiculed, spat on, beaten and whipped. Crowned with thorns and nailed to the cross. My God, why have you forsaken me? A moment of humanity in the Devine. How easy it would have been to ask the Father to forget his covenant with Noah, smite these brats like the old days. Thank you God, for sending your Son, keeping your promise to us unworthy sinners, that we may be forgiven.