My Precious Child,
“On
that Friday from the sixth hour until the ninth hour darkness came over all the
land”. Do you remember this statement? It was the Friday I was crucified. For three hours there was darkness and for
three days I was in the tomb. They
thought I could not save Myself, and they were right! It was not Me I came to save but you and all
those before you and after you. God
chose not to rescue Me because I was accomplishing His will.
Men
demanded I be crucified, I was interrogated, I was whipped, they spat upon Me,
insults were heaped on Me, I was stripped of My clothing, I was mocked, they
plucked the whiskers from my beard, with a staff they struck Me on the head
again and again and again. Then they
placed Me on My cross and they drove nails into my hands and feet. I was there in your place; paying for your
sin and not yours only but for the sin of the whole world. That is why that Friday is called “Good
Friday”! I suffered all this for your
sake and I would do it again. That Friday
was a good day!
My Lord, what can anyone
say? There are no words adequate; I am
speechless. I don’t deserve what you
have done for me; I am unworthy of the value you placed on me. Good Friday is a day for rejoicing: for
celebration of all that God has done through you and for me. I celebrate with tears! Amen.
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