Good Friday doesn’t rush to the finish. It pauses. It remembers. And it invites us to stand still in the shadow of the cross—not with easy answers, but with awe. Jesus didn’t run from pain. He stayed. He loved. And in the silence of that dark day, Heaven was still working.

Before the Last Supper. Before the betrayal. Jesus picked up a towel. Maundy Thursday invites us to remember that love doesn’t always stand at a podium. Sometimes, it kneels to serve.

Holy Tuesday was full of tension, questions, and confrontation. But Jesus stayed grounded. He spoke truth with love—and didn’t flinch. That still speaks today.