I have always had trouble with today being called "Good" Friday. My logic (or whatever) has been .... how can a day that marks the brutal death of Christ be considered "Good"? I mean when I think about the happenings of that day....the jeering crowds, the humiliation, being spat upon, tormented, the agony of carrying the cross and finally being nailed to the cross, ....wherein does the "Good" come in? I wouldn't wish that on anyone.
Several years ago a group of friends and I saw the movie, The Passion. The scenes are so vivid in my mind, and it made it all more real. But "Good?"
For the past few days I have been going over this in my head (and heart). And I think I finally came up with an answer that makes sense to me.
Good Friday ended His suffering.
All the agony He endured for most of His adult life was finally over. So, THAT'S it! (Maybe I'm just a slow learner.)
Today a dear friend of mine....a wonderful mother, friend, vivacious, loving, kind, generous, etc..... lies in a hospital bed, her body no longer functioning as it once did, blind from a stroke, suffering from congestive heart failure, unable to walk alone, unable to return to the comforts of her home....yet her mind is relatively clear. That makes it all the more difficult. It's the "Knowing" and being unable to change it.
Jesus "Knew" too.
Several years ago a group of friends and I saw the movie, The Passion. The scenes are so vivid in my mind, and it made it all more real. But "Good?"
For the past few days I have been going over this in my head (and heart). And I think I finally came up with an answer that makes sense to me.
Good Friday ended His suffering.
All the agony He endured for most of His adult life was finally over. So, THAT'S it! (Maybe I'm just a slow learner.)
Today a dear friend of mine....a wonderful mother, friend, vivacious, loving, kind, generous, etc..... lies in a hospital bed, her body no longer functioning as it once did, blind from a stroke, suffering from congestive heart failure, unable to walk alone, unable to return to the comforts of her home....yet her mind is relatively clear. That makes it all the more difficult. It's the "Knowing" and being unable to change it.
Jesus "Knew" too.
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