Putting the GOOD in Good Friday

Today is Good Friday. For most people around me it’s just another day to skip school or work, go to the beach, or sleep in. I got to do none of those things today. But for me, it’s still a Good Friday.

As a Christian, today is the day that I celebrate my Jesus' death on the cross. Today is the day when I remember my own sin and humanity would never be “good enough”, and I am in need of a Savior. Today is the day that I reflect on how the only perfect person to walk this earth took my sin with him. Today is the day that I celebrate for thousands of prophecies were fulfilled. Today is good because a way was made to salvation. And that is worth celebrating…

But it was our sins that did that to him,

that ripped and tore and crushed him—our sins!

He took the punishment, and that made us whole. 
 


Through his bruises we get healed.


We're all like sheep who've wandered off and gotten lost. 


We've all done our own thing, gone our own way.


And God has piled all our sins, everything we've done wrong, on him, on him.

He was beaten, he was tortured, but he didn't say a word.


Like a lamb taken to be slaughtered 


and like a sheep being sheared, he took it all in silence.


Justice miscarried, and he was led off— 


and did anyone really know what was happening?


He died without a thought for his own welfare, 


beaten bloody for the sins of my people.


They buried him with the wicked, 


threw him in a grave with a rich man,


Even though he'd never hurt a soul 


or said one word that wasn't true.

~Isaiah 53: 5 - 9 [MSG]