Today, a couple thousand years ago, Jesus died. We call it Good Friday. Seems like a weird way to remember the death of someone you really love. We remember the day as “good” because God was doing something for us. See, it wasn’t the Romans, the Jewish leadership, or people like you and me who crucified Jesus.
God killed Jesus.
The Friday before Easter is good because God sacrificed His son to save you and me.
“It was now about the sixth hour, and darkness came over the whole land until the ninth hour, for the sun stopped shining. And the curtain of the temple was torn in two. Jesus called out with a loud voice, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit.” When he had said this, he breathed his last.” Matt. 23:44-46
Makes you want to celebrate Easter even more, huh?
See you on resurrection Sunday,
Adam
Pastor Adam was born and raised in Seattle Washington always sensing God’s call to pastoral ministry. While attending Christian College he met Val, a nice girl from Orlando.