In the Easter story, Good Friday is the day when Jesus was crucified and died.
The Thursday night prior is when Jesus shared the passover meal with his disciples in the upper room. It's also when he went to the Garden of Gethsemane to pray with Peter, James and John. Of course, those three guys fell asleep on the job while they're boss was sweating bullets over his approaching deadline. Then to top it all off, Peter, one of the people Jesus trusted the most, denyed any affiliation with the Holy Work.
Jesus went on to have a midnight trial in secret. He was questioned, accused and mocked. In the end, it was the people he came to save who sent him to his death. But before he could even get to the dying part, he was brutally beaten and scourged. I've heard it said that the instruments used to tear apart his body cut so deep you could practically see the bone. There was nothing but blood, and when that blood begin to harden on his body, it too was stripped by the tools of death used by the Romans.
Finally, Jesus was given his cross to carry to Golgotha where he would be nailed to it and set upright, left to hang there until he finally dismissed his spirit.
Now what about any of this is good? Why do they call it Good Friday?
It's because of what happened on Sunday that makes Friday good.
Sunday is when all wounds were healed. Sunday is when purpose for living was restored and when hope for an eternity was revived. Sunday is when every sin, every wicked thought or intention, every shackle of solitude and depravity was broken and set free. Sunday is when the stone was rolled away and Jesus came walking out of that tomb ALIVE! And Sunday is when I AM became victorious and all living things truly began to live!
It's Sunday that makes Friday good.
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