i remember when i was younger i always wondered why we didn’t call Good Friday. you know, something like dark friday or bad friday. easter sunday is indeed THE good day. but on good friday the world went dark when he died upon that cross. maybe i’m still too simple minded but yesterday as the weather was dark & rainy i felt like it fit the mood.
i set the table while the rain fell outside. tenderly thinking about what horror was occuring that day two thousand years ago. and yet here in 2014 i know how the story would end. he would rise three days later. he would conquer death. he would fulfill prophecy and we would have a hope and a future in him & with him for eternity. but on friday, a rainy friday i contemplated the cross.
scripture says the sun failed and the world went dark. the entire world. have you ever thought about that? the 60 foot tall elaborate curtain of the temple ripped in two. top to bottom. the curtain represented the separation between us the sinners and a holy God in the holy of holies. the curtain ripped in two as a sinless God- in- man died a horrific humiliating death and paid the price so that we are no longer separated from him.
wikipedia says that crucifixion is a form of slow and painful execution in which the victim is tied or nailed to a large wooden cross and left to die. not only an execution it was also a humiliation by making the condemned as vulnerable as possible. years ago while i was in nursing school i read a medical report on what would have occurred during christ’s death. i wept. i think i must have just not let my mind go somewhere so unimaginable. but being interested in anatomy & physiology i was forever changed to get a glimpse, just a medical glimpse, of what jesus went through. for me. for you. the ripping of flesh and breaking of bones. the pushing himself up to try to breath as his flesh ripped from his back. it’s hardly imaginable isn’t it?
oh that i never ever overlook the horror of the cross and just skip to the saving grace. may i never overlook the price my sinless savior paid for me. for all of us. he came to save the world. the entire world. not just upper middle class america. everyone before us and everyone to come. he is a god of endless grace and endless mercy.
so i’ll cherish the old rugged cross
till my trophies at last i lay down.
and i’ll cling to the old rugged cross
& exchange it someday for a crown.
if you’re looking to contemplate the cross, max lucado’s six hours one friday is an excellent resource. the gospels each record the story, one of which is the 23rd chapter of luke.
i pray each of you has a blessed easter!!!
He is risen!!!! He is risen indeed!!!
For this reason I kneel before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth derives its name. I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.
Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.
for our easter table, in case you’re curious, the printables are from emily of jones design company
the white bowls are from pom pom interiors, i purchased mine the art of simple in seaside. tried to google them without success.
purple glasses from anthropologie
seagrass placemats from pizitz in seaside
vintage marquee ampersand from sugarboo & co in atlanta