On this Good Friday, I performed the ritual sangria-drinking ceremony, which comes from the Latin sanguis, meaning blood, in remembrance of the blood that Christ, as my personal Lord and Savior, shed for me on THIS VERY DAY OF THE GREGORIAN CALENDAR.
Then, I ate Peruvian rotisseried chicken with three types of sauces, with the sauces representing the Holy Trinity and symbolizing the sacrifice Jesus made when he died a virgin, never able to get lost in the sauce like Usher.
4.06.2012
Good Friday
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