I've often wondered where I would've been as Jesus went to Calvary. I don't know the reason why, but throughout my walk with Christ, it's a questioned I've pondered many times.
Would I have been tending to my daily duties as the sky and everything around me went black?
Sitting in somber reflection as the days events transpired?
Following him as He carried His cross, weeping?
I guess all my pondering really points to one more interesting question: would I have believed Him and in Him enough to care? Which reminds me of the question we all have answered in one way or another: "Who do you say that I am?"
Hope your Good Friday is filled with thoughtful reflection.