Many people who know me can tell you, I am a very empathetic person. I put myself in people’s shoes, and can literally feel sorrow they may feel. Well, any emotion, but sorrow is the one today.
You see, it was not a Good Friday. Mary wouldn’t say it was a good Friday. I don’t think Jesus’ disciples would’ve said it was a good Friday.
Jesus was mocked, beaten, tortured, and ultimately killed. How is that good?
You see. The story doesn’t end there. The story goes on to Easter Sunday, and the days following. Jesus was buried, but didn’t stay buried. His followers claimed, and wrote about experiences they had seeing the risen Jesus, viewing the scars received from the beating He took. They recall meals, walks, and other instances where they interacted with Him after His crucifixion.
Historically speaking, historians don’t argue if Jesus existed. Even historians that are not Christians say he existed. I like how CS Lewis put it:
“A man who was merely a man and said the sort of things Jesus said wouldn’t be a great moral teacher. He’d be either a lunatic on a level with a man who says he’s a poached egg or else he’d be the devil of hell. You must make your choice. Either this man was, and is the Son of God, or else a madman or something worse.”
C S Lewis
He is a lunatic, a liar, or who he claimed to be. Based on what I know I’ve made my decision. Have you? This holy week we have so much to contemplate, and consider. I cannot live knowing what I know, and not be changed.
You see. This day signifies a horrible day in history. I scratch my head at calling it “Good Friday”.
While this day in history was horrible, it also brought the best thing ever. A chance for salvation if we choose to believe.
Do you believe? Do you live a life that makes people wonder what’s different about you?
Consider the price paid for your salvation, and thank God for sending His Son to pay our debt.
🙂 God bless.