“After this, Jesus, knowing that all was now finished, said (to fulfill the Scripture), “I thirst.” A jar full of sour wine stood there, so they put a sponge full of the sour wine on a hyssop branch and held it to his mouth. When Jesus had received the sour wine, he said, “It is finished,” and he bowed his head and gave up his spirit.” – John 19:28-30
Good Friday – really? It was not good for Jesus that day, and certainly did not look good to the disciples either. Mother Mary’s heart was pierced, and Mary Magdalene was crushed. The price of sin was devastating! And when I think that it was my sins that He was paying for – I pause, and repent. Good Friday is Hard Friday to me. I have physically suffered enough in my life to begin to understand what Jesus went through for me. And, He did it willingly, out of love for me.
Yes, I know that Sunday is coming. Yes, I believe in a glorious future with Jesus forever. But I cannot be like some people who kind of skip over the reason that Easter is so glorious. Easter and the empty tomb are linked to the cross. Without the cross, Easter means nothing. No sins are forgiven, and I am bound for hell, which I deserve. My sins have hurt people, damaged lives, showed unholy priorities and helped people ignore God’s gracious call to believe His promises. With the Spirit’s help, I am getting better, but I have a sin-filled past. And, truth be told, I still sin, everyday. I am the reason Jesus died. Thank You, Jesus, for dying for me. Your love is amazing!