Good. Friday.

Following Jesus is full of paradoxes.  Why do we call the day that our Savior died good?  I know the answer to that question- His death saves us from His wrath.  But when I started thinking about that this morning, I was blown away.  At the same time that I'm mourning Jesus' sinless death I am rejoicing in freedom to stand before Him.  I started thinking what it would be like to live under God's wrath rather than His love.  I can't really imagine it, but even the thought scares me.


I'm so glad that the story of Jesus doesn't end with His death, but it's good that we have a day that makes us feel the weight of His sacrifice. It's good for us to remember where we would be without it.


What do you think about on Good Friday?