Good Friday...Darkness to Reflection

I've attended many churches for Good Friday in my life. I think the most memorable was many years ago. My in-laws invited us and at the time, we weren't necessarily going to church but out of love and respect, we joined them for service. It was more than a service, it was a living message of Good Friday. We all left silent, humbled, and thankful.

This must have been Jesus' darkest day or was it?