I just had a pretty serious God moment just now.
I'm watching Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
you know that scene after Diggory is killed and Harry brings his body back,
and Harry is sobbing and clinging to Cedricks' body.
When everybody realizes what's happened and
Cedricks' father pushes his way thru the stands, stunned,
and cries, "my son..."
falls on his boy and screams
"my son!"
I can't imagine having a child and loosing it.
I can't imagine loosing one of my family members, one of my sib-kids.
It kind of puts into reality when Jesus gave up his spirit and faced hell,
his father looked over him and maybe cried,
"my son..."
as they were separated by the abyss.
