Good Friday

2,000 years ago was a day that lives in history books as the most brutal, torturous, and unjust day for an innocent man, who was killed for the claims He made.  Only 33 years old, this man died a brutal death for claiming to be the Son of God. 

He had raised the dead, made the lame to walk, caused the blind to see, and fed 5,000 people with just a few loaves of bread and a couple fish.  He arrived in Israel in a way that was uncharacteristic.  He was born of a virgin who had been overshadowed by the Holy Spirit.  His express purpose for such an incredible birth was that He would live a sinless life and take our sins on Him.

He was indeed the Son of God, but by claiming that title, He was arrested and tortured. His back was laid open by the Roman Flagrum. He was mocked and beaten beyond recognition. He was spit upon and His beard was ripped from His face.  He was stripped naked and nailed to a cruel cross. That cross was hoisted in the air and there He hung for all the world to see.

From that cross, He looked over His mockers and haters and prayed, "Father, Forgive Them For They Know Not What They Do!" He was offering forgiveness to the those who did not deserve it and it was the blood He shed that would be offered to cover their sins.  

Possibly my favorite prophecy concerning the Messiah is found in Isaiah 53:12.

"I will give him the honors of a victorious soldier,
    because he exposed himself to death.
He was counted among the rebels.
    He bore the sins of many and interceded for rebels"

Friends, He bore our sins and interceded for us in our rebellion. He did that for you and me.  To quote the old hymn, "Oh, What A Savior!"  2,000 years ago it would not have been called a Good Friday. But in 2019, it is a Good Friday because that fateful day secures salvation for all mankind.

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