On this solemn day, the skies grow dark not only in remembrance but in reverence. Good Friday—so named not for the pain it brought but for the redemption it accomplished—is the day the Lamb of God was led to the slaughter, bearing upon Himself the sin-stained burden of all humanity.
We often rush to Sunday’s empty tomb, eager for the hope of resurrection. But today we must pause and stand at the foot of the cross. We must see, truly see, the cost of our salvation.
He was not merely arrested—He was betrayed.
He was not only beaten—He was scourged beyond recognition.
He was not simply executed—He was crucified, forsaken, and pierced through... for us.
The cross was not an accident of history. It was the plan of God from the beginning. From the garden where sin first entered, to the hill called Golgotha where sin was judged, the scarlet thread of God’s mercy weaves a tapestry of love that defies comprehension.
We read in Isaiah that He was pierced for our rebellion, crushed for our sins—and that the punishment which brought us peace was laid upon Him. There is no greater injustice in all of human history than the death of the sinless Son of God. Yet there is no greater mercy than this: that He did it willingly.
He was not a victim. He was the Victor.
This Good Friday, let us not look away. Let us gaze deeply upon the cross—not with guilt that binds us, but with gratitude that frees us. Let us remember that His final breath opened the way for our new life.
And let our response be more than solemn reflection. Let it be a renewed commitment to live as those who are redeemed—not by silver or gold, but by the precious blood of the Lamb.
May the Lord strengthen your faith and use it for His glory, as you walk humbly in His presence.
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