Originally posted March 15, 2016

There doesn’t seem to be anything good about Good Friday.  The streets were lined with an angry mob demanding the death of three men.  Two deserved to die, the other didn’t. Hidden in that crowd were a few of Jesus’ followers, anguishing over their failure to defend their Messiah. Tears flowed as the King of the Jews was led to the slaughter.

They beat Him mercilessly, cutting into His flesh, exposing muscle and sinew to the elements.  His hair was matted with the spit of the condescending mockers who lined the street.  Birds of prey circled above.  He was nothing but a bloody mass – unrecognizable – a disgusting sight to say the least.  The smell of death permeated the air.

As they reached the site of the crucifixion, very few of remained – some women, the Roman soldiers in charge of carrying out the job and one of His disciples.  Some of those who demanded His death stayed to make sure the deed was done.  A few interested bystanders continued to watch as they nailed the three to their crosses, but soon their fascination faded and they left.

He complained not – yet His twisted, brutalized body gasped for air as He suffered the torturous cross – designed to cause asphyxiation and eventual death.  His words carried power, even though His frame had suffered continuous beatings and humiliation.  Until the moment that He commended His body into the hands of His Father and died,  He remained faithful to His earthly mission.

The sinless lamb of God died on the cross at the hour of the evening sacrifice.  The final Passover lamb had paid the ultimate price.  Our sins are forgiven through Him. That’s what makes this Friday good.

It is finished!



As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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  1. Amen. But thankfully, the finish of His mission wasn’t the finish of Him! Praise God for Easter as well as good Friday!

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