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Good Friday

What comes to mind when you think of Good Friday?

1995 comes to my mind, when my youngest son was three years old.

My husband and I were cleaning our vehicles. He cleaned the car in the front yard, and I, the one in the back. While cleaning his car, my husband went into our house to get window cleaner. He left the driver door open.

In the front yard, our home had an elevated driveway that dipped into the street. When my husband returned to his vehicle, he saw it rolling backward down the driveway… along with our three-year old, who fell out of the driver seat and was dragged into the street.

At the bottom of the driveway, the car came to a stop. My husband ran to our screaming son and scooped him into his arms.

In the chaos that ensued, we fled to the hospital. Had our son been run over? Were there internal injuries? His back was scraped and bleeding. My husband had seen the car lurch at the bottom of the incline. He couldn’t tell if the car had run over our boy or if the lurching was the wobble of the car reaching the uneven pavement.

The hospital staff examined our son immediately. In the emergency room waiting area, I wrung my hands, paced, worried. Was our son hemorrhaging? Would he die?

The television in the freezing room hummed above my head. I fought panic and focused on the news anchor. She spoke of midday Good Friday services that had occurred all over town in area churches. The significance of the day pierced my heart. My heavenly Father had freely given His Son to be crucified for me, yet I begged Him to spare my son. 

My heavenly Father had freely given His Son to be crucified for me, yet I begged Him to spare my son.

My son’s imaging showed no damage. Blessed relief rolled over my husband and me. We’d been delivered from the agony of losing a child.

But that grief, that hell, was one my Heavenly Father willingly chose to bear.

It’s inconceivable, isn’t it? What kind of love would look upon me, a sinner, much less take my place?

I’ve included a song for you. Consider the wonder of this good–truly Good–Friday.

~ Jericha Kingston


Posted by on March 25, 2016 in Jericha Kingston


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What’s So Good about Good Friday?

Good Friday is the day that Christians mark the anniversary of when Jesus was crucified.

What in the world could be so good about a day like that?

Pilate said to them, “What then shall I do with Jesus who is called Christ?” They all said to him, “Let Him be crucified!” Then the governor said, “Why, what evil has He done?” But they cried out all the more, saying, “Let Him be crucified!” When Pilate saw that he could not prevail at all, but rather that a tumult was rising, he took water and washed his hands before the multitude, saying, “I am innocent of the blood of this just Person. You see to it.” And all the people answered and said, “His blood be on us and on our children.” Then he released Barabbas to them; and when he had scourged Jesus, he delivered Him to be crucified. Then the soldiers of the governor took Jesus into the Praetorium and gathered the whole garrison around Him. And they stripped Him and put a scarlet robe on Him. When they had twisted a crown of thorns, they put it on His head, and a reed in His right hand. And they bowed the knee before Him and mocked Him, saying, “Hail, King of the Jews!” Then they spat on Him, and took the reed and struck Him on the head. And when they had mocked Him, they took the robe off Him, put His own clothes on Him, and led Him away to be crucified. Now as they came out, they found a man of Cyrene, Simon by name. Him they compelled to bear His cross. And when they had come to a place called Golgotha, that is to say, Place of a Skull, they gave Him sour wine mingled with gall to drink. But when He had tasted it, He would not drink. Then they crucified Him, and divided His garments, casting lots, that it might be fulfilled which was spoken by the prophet: “They divided My garments among them, And for My clothing they cast lots.” Sitting down, they kept watch over Him there. And they put up over His head the accusation written against Him: THIS IS JESUS THE KING OF THE JEWS. Then two robbers were crucified with Him, one on the right and another on the left. And those who passed by blasphemed Him, wagging their heads and saying, “You who destroy the temple and build it in three days, save Yourself! If You are the Son of God, come down from the cross.” Likewise the chief priests also, mocking with the scribes and elders, said, “He saved others; Himself He cannot save. If He is the King of Israel, let Him now come down from the cross, and we will believe Him. He trusted in God; let Him deliver Him now if He will have Him; for He said, ‘I am the Son of God.’ ” Even the robbers who were crucified with Him reviled Him with the same thing. Now from the sixth hour until the ninth hour there was darkness over all the land. And about the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying, “Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?” that is, “My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?”

Jesus was despised, oppressed, afflicted and led like a lamb to the slaughter for you and me and for every one else who has ever lived.

Every. Single. One.

And that is what makes not just Friday, but every day, a Good One.

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