Good Friday

In the modern world we call today “Good Friday” but I can bet, 2000 years ago, this day was called anything but good.

Jesus Christ, who many of his followers thought was there to bring their nation back to peace and order and to set up his Kingdom right then, was crucified. He was hung on a cross (the common death sentence for murders, rapists, ect) and brutally beat, all because be “claimed” to be the King of Jews. He was killed for being himself, nothing more. Not only did they loose the hope that their nation would be restored to peace, but they lost their leader and their friend. Truly, there was nothing good about that day. 

Of course, this was all part of God’s plan. He knew that Jesus would be rejected by man, betrayed by man and eventually killed by man. But he sent his son regardless, because He had a mission – to save us. To unite us forever -- with Himself!

As a Christian, today weighs heavy on my heart. Today is the day that my sweet savior chose to die for me. To face a brutal death, so that I may live.

The rest of the story goes on to say that He did indeed rise again, on Easter Sunday, to conquer death and to unite us with our Heavenly Father in a way that was never possible before. He bridged the gap between heaven and earth and took our sins upon himself so we didn’t and don't have to bear them.

But today, just today, my heart is a little heavy. Today was the day that they lead my father, my best friend, my closest confidant, and my savior up the hill to the cross and today is the day he died…. for me.

“This is the kind of life you've been invited into, the kind of life Christ lived. He suffered everything that came his way so you would know that it could be done, and also know how to do it, step-by-step.

He never did one thing wrong,  Not once said anything amiss.

They called him every name in the book and he said nothing back. He suffered in silence, content to let God set things right. He used his servant body to carry our sins to the Cross so we could be rid of sin, free to live the right way. His wounds became your healing. You were lost sheep with no idea who you were or where you were going. Now you're named and kept for good by the Shepherd of your souls.”  – 1 Peter 2: 21-25