Thoughts on Good Friday
Of all the Christian observances, Good Friday is that one day of all days. Its account of violence and betrayal is unimaginable. And while the triumph of Easter Sunday overshadows the cross, Good Friday brings a hush to the very core of our being. We cannot look on this day with indifference, because this day changes us and makes us new creatures. At the foot of the cross we have meaning—healing, wholeness and hope.
There is no record that Jesus asked his disciples to remember his birth. He did ask them to remember his death. All streams of history flow toward this one event, and in its wake, all creation quakes. By the sacrifice of the Son, the Father did for us the one thing we cannot do for ourselves—save us from ourselves for His purpose, His glory and for eternal life. The answer to a troubled world is to “Lift High the Cross”! “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life (John 3:16, NKJV).”
Night at Golgotha (1869) by Russian artist Vasili Vasilievich Vereshchagin, Tretyakov Gallery, Moscow (image from the Bridgeman Art Library).