Good Friday? or, Black Friday?

Shouldn’t “Good Friday” be called “Black Friday”? After all, on this day, the most scandalous betrayal of justice in human history took place. He wasn’t guilty of any crime or sin. After the illegal trials, this loving, compassionate, giving, caring, innocent Man was stripped and tied to a post. He was whipped and beatened — too horrible to even imagine. He was betrayed by His friends,and spit on by countless people, some of whom, just a few days before, treated Him as royalty as He entered the city. He was forced to carry a wooden cross to Calvary where nails were driven through his wrists and ankles and He was left to die. And, bottom line, He could have called ten thousand angels to his side, but He refused. Instead, He died there for you and me.

What is this message? For us, to never again wonder if we are loved. God thought our eternal life was worth the death of His only Son. “For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him, would never perish, but have eternal life.” (John 3:16) NOW, we know why it’s called “GOOD FRIDAY”.

Someone asked Jesus, “How much do You love me?” He answered, “This much,” as He spread out his arms and died. This is a TRUE love story written with you and me in mind. Isn’t that enough reason for us to slow down and literally put on the brakes, today, to REMEMBER and GIVE THANKS for this GOOD Friday when HE loved us — TO INFINITY and BEYOND!