Good Friday as a holiday has always bothered me. As a musician, I love the angst. The somber attitude. The darker songs. The melancholy. But, it was all a bit silly for me.

Are we just pretending we don't know what's going to happen on Sunday? Are we merely trying to trick ourselves?

Then, a few years ago, it hit me. We don't grieve out of fear the resurrection may not occur. I grieve because I put Him there. He not only made this sacrifice FOR me, but BECAUSE of me. It's my fault.

I grieve today for what I have done. And I celebrate the grace we have been offered.