It’s Friday — and not just any Friday. It’s that Friday that we dub “Good Friday.” Indeed, for Christians, it commemorates what, for us, was a very, very good day because of what Jesus willingly endured and accomplished on that day … the blackest day in world history. What was done to the only sinless man in history on that Friday was so shameful, horrific and unjust that even God Himself turned the lights off for a while at midday, not allowing the world to fully see His Beloved Son suffer as He did. God the Father darkened that first Good Friday for the world.
For the disciples, it was a terribly dark day. They didn’t understand what was going on. They were “in the dark” in more ways than one that day. All they understood was that their hope, their one big hope that they had invested their whole lives into, was on that day dying on a Roman cross in front of them. To them, when Jesus was laid in that borrowed tomb later that day, their dreams for life and for eternity seemed to be buried with Him.
So, the world must wonder … why celebrate such a dark day? Well, as the late Baptist preacher S.M. Lockridge said in a now-famous sermon, “It’s Friday, but Sunday’s a comin’!” Jesus had told them repeatedly that He would die and rise again on the third day, but they didn’t have a clue what He meant. But on the following Sunday morning, a new day dawned, and the Son of God arose, keeping His promise and turning the disciples’ dreams into a Biblical “hope.” I define a Christian’s hope for eternal life with Christ as “a glorious future certainty.” The resurrection of Jesus Christ is also my hope, and if you have placed your faith in Jesus, it is also yours. I especially look forward to celebrating that day with you this Sunday.
If you want to hear more about what happened on Good Friday, I invite you to listen to this message of mine: “It is Finished.”
Meanwhile, I hope you’ll take just a few minutes and be inspired by S.M. Lockridge’s empassioned words: “That’s My King!”