The storm is approaching. The sky growing dark. Three pieces of wood stand on a hill. They form the shape of crosses, shorter planks held horizontally against longer vertical ones. The vertical one is thrust into the ground, near which a group of people stand, spitting and cursing at the crosses. A Roman soldier stands off to one side, guarding the area. Beyond him a group of people gamble over some torn garments.

Then you see it. Three people are on the crosses. As one might nail a poster to the wall, so too is there one person nailed to each cross. You begin to recognise the people. The two on the sides are criminals. They deserve this treatment; this is justice. They don't deserve forgiveness or grace.

The man in the middle speaks to one. He forgives him. How can he do this? What is his right?

Then you recognise who he is. Jesus of Nazareth. The Messiah. The Son of Man. He doesn't deserve to be killed. Alas, very few deserve a death such as this! Jesus has not done anything wrong.

The crowd continues to taunt him as if just crucifying him is not enough. You walk over to them and say, "Save yourself! If you are God's Son then come down from the cross!"

After Jesus' death he was taken away and buried. Such were some of the events of Good Friday. So, what's so 'good' about this? Not only did God's Son die, but he was beaten, tortured and crucified. Crucifixion was the type of thing you would reserve for the very worst sinners like Barabbas, the man who the people chose over Jesus.

Yet we call it a good day. Why? It is the day that we killed God's own Son, and he forgave us.

In this act we see how great and wonderful God is. We see sacrifice. We see forgiveness.

Bad things go on in this world constantly because of humanity, and yet we can be forgiven and made new. This is the great unfairness in life; God's grace. Grace is something I want to explore in a later post so...stay tuned.


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