The perfection side of me says no to that question, but the real, transparent side says absolutely!
I’m a day late for our Five Minute Friday post.
It seems as if I’ve been a day late ever since returning from our spring break vacation. But that’s a different story for a different time.
But today, I’m joining my friends who boldly free-write for five minutes on a one-word prompt. We let our minds and the words fly, and gather together at Kate Motaung’s blog to share and be encouraged. I encourage you to be a part of this great community! If you don’t have a blog, use the space in my comments section below to write your five minutes. Have fun with it!
This week’s word:
As I child, my little mind could not comprehend what was so good about Good Friday.
I mean, really. How could it be good when Someone gets nailed to a cross? All I saw back then were the nails, the blood, and the pain on His face in the statues and pictures. Nothing looked one-bit good to me.
I didn’t understand the truth of Good Friday. It just didn’t make sense to me.
Either it was maturity, or attending a different church that explained it in a way I could understand, or maybe I was at a place where my faith could grasp its truth, but one Good Friday, I “got it.” It clicked as to why Good Friday was good.
I no longer saw the nails, the blood, the pain, but now could see the love, the compassion, the sacrifice Jesus demonstrated for His own.
Jesus died for me.
He took all of my sins, my shame, my guilt with Him to the cross that Friday. He bore the weight of all my garbage on His shoulders and on His soul. No wonder He was in pain.
He took all of it to the grave with Him. He didn’t have to, but He did. Out of love for me.
And out of love for you, too.
He did the same for you.
Because of His death, we will never have to face eternal condemnation. Ever.
That’s Good News right there.
After the darkness and earthquake and the curtain being torn in two yesterday, it’s quiet today.
But tomorrow. Tomorrow there’s rejoicing. Tomorrow the grave is empty, and the hope of eternal life is renewed.
We’ll share about that tomorrow, and won’t steal the Resurrection Sunday majesty today.
Good Friday is most definitely good.
I pray this truth and the hope we have in Jesus is embedded deep within your heart. May this Easter be a special day of rejoicing, of hope, of God’s glory and Jesus’ love for you.
May God bless you today and every day.
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