There is so much good about today. In the midst of pain and agony; in unthinkable suffering, my freedom was bought. What seemed like the most tragic news, three days later became the worlds most glorious news.
Jesus hung on a cross not because they put Him there, but because He chose to be there.
Oh the agony of that cross, the heartache of just this one life– just these thirty two years I’ve been alive– sins I’ve committed and those committed against me. The list is forever long and the burden in my soul, at times, has been unbearable. It’s a weight that I cannot carry.
And that’s the best news this Friday. I can fall at the cross– guilty and without excuse. Exhausted by innumerable attempts to fix myself. I can fall at the cross and simply say “I can’t.”
Today I worship because when I say “I can’t” the response of Jesus is “I already have.”
“…Jesus said, “It is finished.” With that, he bowed his head and gave up his spirit.”