The Passion was VERY good. (I cried, Becky wept, Mom bawled, and Dad groaned. 🙂 No one uttered one single word from when we stepped out of the theater to when we stepped in the door at home. During the whole car ride home no one said a thing — utter silence — except an occasional groan from Dad.

The movie was very true to the scriptures and makes you leave with a thoroughly renewed determination to live for Christ. And it makes you realize what a tragedy it is when people think so lightly of Jesus’ death for us.

(It wasn’t as gory as I was expecting either. Though it was pretty gruesome.)

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