Good Friday - It is not the end

Good Friday is an awkward day in the Christian calendar. Typically, Holidays are times of celebration, freedom, and joy. But not Good Friday. It’s a day to remember that disappointment, grief, and pain are all a part of faith. We remember that Jesus wept so hard he sweated blood. We remember that He begged in prayer, “My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me.” And yet He yielded His heart to God’s plan and He surrendered Himself over to the authorities. (Matt 26:39). We remember that the disciples were utterly confused as to what was going on. We remember that Peter cut off one of the soldiers ears, and promised to never deny Jesus only to deny Him hours later. We remember that this band of misfits who loved and followed Jesus watched him die a torturous criminal’s death.

Nothing made sense on Good Friday. Years of following Jesus seemed wasted. There was only death. Death of hopes and dreams. Death of a teacher, friend, and savior. Death.

But it wasn’t the end. Guys, we know that only three days later they would discover the tomb was empty. But a couple of millennium ago, they had no idea what the future would hold.

For many of us, we have experienced an anesthetized Christian faith where we have had little permission to feel pain, loss, or anger. There’s almost a guilt attached to negative emotions like we are failing at the Christian faith if we are not joyful at all times. 

But remember Good Friday. Remember the day when the followers of Jesus only knew sorrow and heartache. Remember no matter how far they ran, doubted, or hid, Jesus came through for them. Remember that they didn't have to "get it right", or even understand what was going on, because resurrection was only three days away.

No. Good Friday was not the end.