Good Friday

midrash quote

Today is Good Friday, and I am going to be completely honest: I dislike Good Friday. It depresses me endlessly. We read Isaiah 52:13-53:12 during the Good Friday liturgy and it makes me want to cry.

He was despised and rejected by others;

a man of suffering and acquainted with infirmity;

and as one from whom others hide their faces

he was despised, and we held him of no account.

…But he was wounded for our transgressions,

crushed for our iniquities;

upon him was the punishment that made us whole,

and by his bruises we are healed.

…By a perversion of justice he was taken away.

We read the Passion of Our Lord and hear the people shout over and over again for Him to be crucified. It is upsetting no matter how many times I have heard it before. Today the Cross seems more like a reminder of suffering than redemption. I know I should focus on the necessity of the day and what is coming, but it is hard.

This Good Friday, though, the redemption and love seems more present, thanks to a reminder from my little one. He was carrying around his palm cross from Palm Sunday and told me to look at his “hope cross.” I told him usually people just call it a cross, and he said this:

“Well, when I look at it, I see hope, so I call it a hope cross.”

If he can see the hope and the love always present in the cross, surely I can, too.

May you feel loved and blessed this Easter season and always.

joy

 

blog-signature

 

Advertisements

2 thoughts on “Good Friday

  1. Truly out of the mouthes of babes. . . :-). I think it is good and normal that you feel saddened on Good Friday, I think it is the point of today. Easter is about the Hope and the rising, but today is an important reminder to us all the He died for Our sins, and that should make us sad and a bit depressed. When we read the Passion Narrative on both Palm Sunday and today at Church, the congregation has to read the part of the crowd and call out “crucify him” and I know that always brings tears to my eyes and a lump to my throat, because I realize that WE are all they cause of his death and also that he loves us all so much that He did it willingly. Anyway, I didn’t mean to ramble on, or to say that I feel happy that you are sad, just that I understand! Your son has such a loving and trusting faith, it is so wonderful to see, you must be doing something right there! 🙂

    Hugs,
    Maureen

  2. I cry at Christmas, too because I know what’s coming. It’s a package deal for me; it
    s all interlaced. I have joy at Easter, too. So, I have all the emotions. I have to live by faith. Thank you for your post. It shows the our humanness.

Comments are closed.