Friday, March 29, 2013
the end of the story
Today I find myself reflecting on the Lord's followers. The ones who watched in confusion and fear as their celebrated hero was betrayed, arrested, and hung on a cross to die. They didn't understand, those men and women. Those who were fishermen, tax collectors, and more. They couldn't remember that He'd told them, warned them - of everything. That He would be killed...and rise again on the third day. They watched (those who could bear it), stunned, maybe even despairing.
And those days they spent in between. Knowing He was dead. Fearful of what might happen next. Feeling abandoned and lost.
They didn't know what we know. They couldn't comprehend the end of story - how beautiful would become their pain. Let's revel in the fact that we know what was coming early that Sunday morning - and that we serve a risen Savior.
The world can do its worst. The enemy who comes to steal, kill and destroy may attack...but even so, it doesn't change the truth. Jesus came to take our sins away. He died a terrible death on a Roman cross, but three days later He conquered sin and death. He is the victor, our savior and redeemer.
Have a blessed and wonder-filled Good Friday.