Good Friday: several excuses for not following Jesus to the cross

Good Friday: several excuses for not following Jesus to the cross

I was too busy – it had been a horrendous week. By Friday I’m always exhausted. I had the shopping to do before everything shut for Sabbath.

Everyone deserves a bit of time to themselves, don’t they?
I did think about him.

Father, forgive my laziness and sloth.
Forgive me when I am so half-hearted and selfish.

I forgot the time. I really intended to go when James had phoned to say the trial had taken a turn for the worse. I meant to go down to the courthouse to hear the verdict. But then I started cleaning the windows – a sudden shaft of sun showed up how dirty they were. I couldn’t see through them...