What’s so good about Good Friday?

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We call it “Good Friday” because we view this momentous day as a segway to Easter Sunday. In our rush to celebrate the resurrection, we sometimes fail to stop and bow at the cross and realize the full weight of the death of our Savior.
What is so good about Good Friday?
Can we define the slaughter and betrayal of The Holy One as good?

Dietrich Bonhoeffer said this about Good Friday:

Good Friday is not the darkness that must necessarily yield to light. It is not the winter sleep that contains and nourishes the seed of life within. It is the day on which human beings — human beings who wanted to be like gods — kill the God who became human, the love that became person; the day on which the Holy One of God, that is, God himself, dies, truly dies — voluntarily and yet because of human guilt — without any seed of life remaining in him in such a way that God’s death might resemble sleep.

Good Friday is not, like winter, a transitional stage — no, it is genuinely the end, the end of guilty humanity and the final judgment that humanity has pronounced upon itself. . . .

If God’s history among human beings had ended on Good Friday, then the final pronouncement over humankind would be guilt, rebellion, the unfettering of all titanic human forces, a storming of heaven by human beings, godlessness, godforsakenness, but then ultimately meaninglessness and despair. Then your faith is futile. Then you are still in your guilt. Then we are of all people most to be pitied. That is, the final word would be the human being.

*taken from http://www.desiringgod.org/blog/posts/what-does-it-mean-for-jesus-to-despise-shame 3/29/13

In a desperate rush to fix out eyes on the glory of what is to come, we rush past the guilt of Good Friday.

It was not the Roman soldiers, Pilate or the Sanhedrin that committed this awful deed. No, it was me.

I committed the murder of the Creator. My pride, my rebellion, my arrogance wishing to be God, to call the shots of my life, I am the one who raised my fist and said “Crucify Him”.  I am guilty of this act of hatred.

What is so good about Good Friday?

His love is greater.  The Great Sacrifice is more about His love than my sin. His glory is worth far more than my frailty.

The goodness of good Friday is realizing there is nothing good in me, but mercy upon mercy to be found in Him.

His death is the end, His resurrection a new beginning.



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