Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. — Hebrews 12:2, NIV
For many people, Good Friday is just another Friday. Either they do not understand its significance or they simply do not take time to contemplate the love and forgiveness lavished on mankind the day our Savior sacrificed Himself because of our sin.
As I think about Good Friday, I am reminded of the day I finally understood the pain He suffered for me. During a high school retreat, our speaker described the agony Christ endured as nails the size of railroad spikes were driven through His feet and the palms of His hands. These weren’t little penny nails like the one I stepped on barefooted as a child, but large spikes capable of holding a man’s weight on a splintered plank of wood hewn from a tree, not a smoothly sanded two by four from the local lumber yard. The crown of thorns He wore that day didn’t rest upon His head in magnificent splendor, but instead painfully pierced His brow. Christ humbly laid down His life on the cross to pay the death penalty our sins deserved so that we could be freed from the curse and power of sin and shame.
Today, take a few moments to remember and thank Jesus for the love He lavished on you that first Good Friday. Because He lives, that love and forgiveness are still available for those who have yet to receive His free gift of salvation.
A friend once said to me that even if I were the only person on earth, Jesus would have died for me. Can you imagine so great a love? If in His love Christ was willing to die for us, how can we not in our love be willing to spend the rest of our lives sharing that love with one another?