On this day, love hung silent on a cross so that mercy could speak forever.

Let today be quiet, let today be humble — for a King suffered without complaint.

There is a strange grace in Good Friday: the darkest hour became the doorway to hope.

In His wounds we find shelter; in His silence we find our voice returned.

आज के दिन क्रूस पर जो सन्नाटा था, वही सबसे बड़ी प्रेम की भाषा थी।