Good Friday. It’s a day off from work at least for me (holiday). For most, it’s just another day. The end of a long week.
Do we truly understand what is meant by “Good Friday”?
Last week, I drove about five hours to watch my wonderful husband’s law enforcement graduation. Normally, I have the music cranked and am singing my heart out. But this trip, I chose to do without the music for a bit (maybe an hour). The kids were all plugged in to their own devices and I was left alone with my thoughts.
I was praying and just thanking God for His faithfulness, thanking Him that we survived 3 months without daddy, thanking Him we were able to take the time off and go to daddy’s graduation, and thanking Him for having Black Friday off. Oops, Good Friday.
That started a whole conversation in my head….it certainly was not a good Friday, but most definitely a notably black Friday. Now, I was playing back Passion Week in my mind’s eye. All the things that took place that week that led up to a very dark day.
There is no good in that Friday.
Good Friday or Black Friday? “Now from the sixth hour there was darkness over all the land unto the ninth hour.” Matthew 27:45
“And he bearing his cross went forth into a place called the place of a skull, which is called in the Hebrew Golgotha: where they crucified him, and two others with him, on either side one, and Jesus in the midst.” John 19:17-18