And it was the Friday before Easter …

For this is how God loved the world: He gave His one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in Him will not perish but have eternal life.(John 3:16 NLT)

The scene was set way before Jesus was born to Mary – his death was proclaimed in the early days as recorded in the Old Testament.

And Jesus knew this from His early childhood that God had a higher purpose for Him.

As He was nailed to the cross, and prior to when the soldiers beat him endlessly, Jesus felt physical pain that not a one of us will ever know.

That is why it happened – so that you and I wouldn’t have to feel what He felt ever.

My dad, when I was younger, was explaining the concept of God’s love to me. He used the word ‘unconditional.’ I must have had a weird look on my face. Dad went on to say, “God loves us in spite of us.”

God loves us all – even when we act up – so much that He gave His only Son. The whole concept of someone loving me that much just befuddles me. I know me.

Luckily for us, God sees beyond what the human eye can see. Superman and his x-ray vision might as well just sit down. God has him beat.

Today was a bad day. Jesus died in front of people, his mother, his brothers and sisters, his disciples and others, in a most horrific way.

But then, three days later, Jesus came back in the most beautiful way bringing forth with Him joy, peace, hope, and lots of love.

The message was so real. Life, as we know it, especially now with the coronavirus creeping around making people sick, taking some and put a halt to livelihoods, can come crumbling down all around us.

Like it pretty much is in someways, right now …

But as we reflect on Jesus’ death on the cross today, the Friday before Easter, we can realize that Sunday is coming.

And oh what a ‘Sunday’ that will be.

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Author: rlhwrites

Curator of prose and such.

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