Good Friday reminds me of a game I played once with a group of preschoolers. We were doing a little play-acting, pretending. I asked them to make a sad face. A big, big FROWN. As I looked out on the children, they were so adorable, so cute, I couldn't frown! I couldn't make myself look sad. My heart was so full of happiness as I looked at God's loving and little sons and daughters, that even though I was trying very hard to model for them a scowl, a frown, a very sad face, I couldn't! I said so and the parents and children began to laugh and so did I.
Good Friday I find, is like for me.
On this day we remember the terrible event when our Lord was crucified. We ask ourselves, like the worlds of the old hymn, "How many times have nailed You up today, under the weight of the wood?"
But still, even amidst our recollection of this dark and terrible day, we remember that Sunday is coming. That our God could not and would not stay dead. That death and evil and our sin and the sin of the world, they are not victorious. God alone is victorious.
Jesus is alive.
We are Easter people because our Lord would not stay dead.
Praise be to our Lord, the RISEN Lord, Jesus, the Christ.
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