Here we are again, Friday. But, it’s not just any Friday – it is GOOD Friday. Kate Motaung chose just the right word prompt today for the writing challenge called Five Minute Friday:
I remember as a little girl wondering why “Good” Friday was good. The flogging of Jesus. The blood. The crowds yelling at him. The cross tied to his back and arms. Nine-inch nails. Golgotha, the Place of the Skull. Our Bible story book was filled with images. Good grief – what could be GOOD about those awful things?
I remember sitting on the swings with our besties, good Catholic kids, from 12 noon until 3 p.m. on Good Friday…not saying a word. Not even a whisper because their Mama was watching from the kitchen window. That wasn’t good – for them, if she caught them (even) looking as though they were talking!
I have a friend that signs off, on every communication, “God is good.”
But, back to this day…GOOD Friday. A day I want to be still. Quiet. Pensive. Meditative.
Crucifixion was a heinous way of dying – not one good thing about it.
Yet, Christ suffered the not-good too give us the very best.
I am so grateful.
“This is how much God loved the world: He gave his Son, his one and only Son. And this is why: so that no one need be destroyed; by believing in him, anyone can have a whole and lasting life. God didn’t go to all the trouble of sending his Son merely to point an accusing finger, telling the world how bad it was. He came to help, to put the world right again. Anyone who trusts in him is acquitted; anyone who refuses to trust him has long since been under the death sentence without knowing it. And why? Because of that person’s failure to believe in the one-of-a-kind Son of God when introduced to him.” John 3.16 The Message