53 And he took it down and wrapped it in a linen cloth, and laid Him in a tomb cut into the rock, where no one had ever lain. Luke 23:53 It’s Friday. Not just any Friday, but Good Friday. The day on which we acknowledge the crucifixion of our Lord. Today, I had the privilege of attending a Good Friday Service at a local church. It consisted of scripture reading depicting different parts of the crucifixion interspersed with prayers and a song intermixed tying them all together. They finished with them laying him in the borrowed tomb. As I left, I turned to my daughter who had accompanied me and said “They left him in the grave. It doesn’t feel right.” As I said that, I was stopped short. All week as I have thought about the crucifixion, I have been thinking of those who loved Jesus and how they must have felt. They had watched the soldiers taunt, spit on, beat and fina...