Good Friday. Every year when this day comes around I wonder why it's called "Good" Friday. It seemed like such a horrific day for my Jesus. It was. It was the day that God sent His Son to die for me. I can't imagine what it must have been like having each hand driven into a cross with a nail, being beaten over and over again with metal hooks ripping apart His skin and a crown of thorns driven into His head. He hung up there and prayed for the men who were hanging next to Him mocking Him and asked His Father to forgive them. He was mocked, yelled at, spit on, beaten and then died all for the sake of you and I. I was totally overwhelmed by that thought last night. It's something I can't even fathom. God sent His only Son to die for me. I can say that over and over and it still blows my mind. Last night as I was spilling my heart out to the Lord, I wept. Wept because it hit me that He not only died for every one of my many sins but also for every one of my worries and all of my fears. I don't need to worry anymore and my fears are being washed away. It filled my heart with so much peace. Almost felt as if a river was running through my heart and taking all my yucky sins, worries, fears and mistakes with it. Good Friday as horrible as it was for my Jesus, is beautiful. It it the ultimate picture of love. True agape. I've seen the movie "Passion of the Christ", I've read the story in the Bible, heard songs about it, but nothing has moved me more than the way He spoke to my heart last night. I am so thankful for what He has done for me. Nothing I will ever say or do will be able to measure up to the love He has for me. All He wants is.. Your love. Your trust. Your life. It's an amazing thing when you give it away.
I've attached a couple of songs that have been speaking to my heart and I hope they do the same for you. Take time to listen, you will be encouraged.