Good Friday Meditation

We live in a Good Friday world. It’s as if (sometimes) hope is lost, death is winning, and fear reigns. Suicide rates climb. Divorce is rampant. Terrorism seems to lurk in every shadow. In fact, even our planet’s ecological survuval hangs in the balance. This is a world in crisis.
The first-century apostle had this to say:
We know that the whole creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time. Not only so, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies. (Romans 8:22-23, NIV)
Groaning, pains of childbirth. Creation–us included–groans in pain as we wait . . . and wait . . . and wait.
This is a Good Friday world.
But I love Tony Campolo’s take as he tells the Easter story: “It’s Friday, but Sunday’s comin’!”
Oh yes! Pain? Gone. Groaning? Turned into “Hallelujahs.” Sickness? Banished. Global wraming? Ancient history. Sunday’s coming!
And as we wait, we hope. We know the end of the story when “the kingdom of this world becomes the kingdom of our Lord.” Sunday’s coming.
And so, while we wait, those around may attempt to cover up the Good Friday pain (I know one radio station is doing an all-day comedy show and calling it “Good-as” Friday), yet we are content to sit with the groans, the sorrow, the feelings of loss because we know someday the reality will be as Jesus said: “Behold, I make all things new.”
It’s Friday . . . but Sunday’s comin’!
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2 thoughts on “Good Friday Meditation

  1. I’ve never been totally comfortable with the “i’ts Friday but…” way of seeing things. It was on Friday that we first see the full extent of Grace, and see the forgiveness of God in action. The apostle Paul glories in the cross rather than waiting for the glory of the resurrection. Don’t get me wrong: I’m not trying to downplay the magnificence of Jesus’ resurrection and all that means for us, but I don’t want the depth of meaning and significance of the cross to be lost (or come in a poor second) in the story of Easter.
    Rather than seeing Sunday as the highlight, I’d rather see it as the confirmation/affirmation of what Friday has in fact achieved.

    • Martin, I can see how you’re looking at this. I’m not downplaying the cross at all. Rather, it is seen as the pivot of this world’s transformation. Jesus’ death is where wee see heaven and earth at a great convergence if you will, where God shows his ‘true colours’ in loving his creation so much that he provides for its redemption. In the metaphor, Sunday is when this seed explodes from the ground as a new creation, the guarantee that one day all will be redeemed, no matter what degree f hopelessness it appears to carry now. I don’t want in any way to minimise the cross nor escape it’s sense of pain, sorrow and brokenness. But we sorrow not as those who have no hope…

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