What’s so good about it?
The religious leaders of Israel conspired together and then coerced a lily-livered Roman official to condemn and then torture and execute an itinerant teacher who was innocent of any blame! We call that good!?!
The public humiliation and torture of this guy alone would have been the crime of the century, but they hung him naked to die for all those passing by to mock and pour out their invective upon. Those men whom he had called and taught for over three years were, except for one youngster, notably absent. Only some of the women who had followed him were there to watch as the one they love, the one they had believed in was tortured, nailed to two pieces of rough wood, and left to hang before the crowds.
They watched him bleed, they listened to his few words spoken only by the horror of lifting himself up so he could take a breath, dragging his savaged back against the rough wood. They heard the crowds jeers and saw the afternoon grow dark as creation itself seemed to mourn over this travesty of so-called justice.
They watched him die…
Where was the promise of the early years of his ministry when so many flocked to hear words that seemed to flow from the throne of God? Were they mistaken to call him Lord? Wasn’t Messiah supposed to be a King over all kings?
The darkness of their souls mirrors the darkness as the sun disappears…
It’s Friday, how can this be called good?
It’s Friday, but Sunday is coming!