Good Friday 2025
A couple days ago during youth group, one of the high school students asked
“What’s so good about Good Friday? It
seems terrible to me.” It’s a good
question. What, after all, is so good
about it? A man is betrayed by one of
his closest companions. An innocent man
is falsely condemned. The same crowds
that sang his praises days earlier now raise their voices in mockery. A man without fault is executed with public
shame. God Himself is rejected by the
very ones He came to save. How can such
a day be called “good”?
And yet,
therein lies the mystery. The sorrow of
Good Friday is real. It is a tragedy, no
doubt. But paradoxically, it is the very
depth of that tragedy which reveals its goodness. This is the hour when God chooses not to turn
away from the ruin we brought upon ourselves, but to walk straight into it. What Adam spoiled, Christ redeems – not by
escaping suffering, but by embracing it.
When Adam
and Eve sinned, the world became a place of pain, loss, and death. God could have wiped the slate clean. Instead, He chose the harder path: to enter
our wounded world, to taste its bitterness, to let it wound Him too. He has felt betrayal, rejection, agony. He has suffered. He has died.
And it is precisely by plunging into this human sorrow that He
transforms it. A tree in Eden was the
cause of our fall; a tree on Calvary the means of our salvation.
The Cross
does not merely cancel sin – it converts it.
It does not erase the curse but turns it inside out. By His stripes, we are healed. By His Blood, our sins are washed away. Through the doorway of death, He opens the
gates of paradise once more. That is why
Good Friday, though cloaked in grief, shines with a deeper light.
It is, to
the eyes of the world, a defeat. But to
the eyes of faith, it is the triumph of divine love. For there is no greater love than this: that
God would lay down His life – not in spite of our sins, but because of them. Good Friday is good because it is the day God
looked upon our worst and gave us His best.
This is not
sentiment. It is a truth written in
blood. And if we let it, it will become
the truth that shapes our lives. The
Cross is not merely something that happened – it is something that speaks. In the silence of Calvary, God says what
words alone never could: “I love you.” And that, more than anything, is what makes
this Friday good.