Good Friday

Friday’s disappointment was Sunday’s empty tomb.

Rattle, Brandon Lake

The very first Good Friday was a bad day.

It’s the day Jesus died.

“Justice miscarried, and he was led off—
    and did anyone really know what was happening?” Isaiah 53:8 (MSG)

Now you and I know the story. So we know that Sunday comes- Easter. The day that Jesus comes back to life and wraps it all up in a victorious package of glory.

But for the followers of Jesus, His disciples, His mother- Good Friday felt like the unfailing promises of God just got laid in a tomb.

Everything they had believed, everything they had been telling the people around them, everything they had built their whole belief system on- executed on the cross.

It looked like God walked off and left.

And if you are anything like me, you’ve had a few moments in your life that look just like that. Like God just left.

But there is a reason we call the Friday before Easter good.

It’s because even though there was immense pain, confusion, loss, and even death, God was using it all as ingredients for good, The good of the whole world for the rest of time. He was doing some eternal work in those three days.

What looked like was completely falling apart, was actually God piecing everything together.

And that’s exactly what He is doing for you. Taking all the broken, the loss, the pain, the tears, and making it good.

So don’t crumble, it’s only Friday,

Don’t give up your faith, Sunday is coming.

When God gets a hold of it, all this bad can still be good.

Nothing is outside of His redemption- nothing.

“ For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers,  neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Romans 8:38-39(NIV)

This Easter Sunday, go into your home church and worship God not only for the time He eternally defeated death, Hell, and the grave, but also for the fact that He takes the death and turns it to life everyday in the lives of you and me.

Be joyful, Sunday is coming.