I still think it seems ironic to call it Good Friday, considering what happened on this day. This was the day of ultimate suffering for Jesus. This was the day that seemed like anything but good when the disciples hid away in a locked room while Jesus’ body was taken down from the cross and buried in a tomb.
I remember when I was young reading about the arrest and trial of Jesus, and thinking how unfair it was that an innocent man went to His execution based on lies and greed. Part of me wanted Jesus to come off that cross and show them what’s what and to tell them all off for their hypocrisy and dishonesty.
But older me knows that if Jesus had indeed saved Himself, then the rest of us would still be lost. We’d still have no hope in this world and no hope of the next. We’d be just as dead in our sins as Jesus was at the end of Friday.
But Jesus suffered for our sakes. He stayed on that cross and finished His Father’s business that He had spoken of as a 12-year old. The words “It is finished” mean that we can look back and call it Good Friday — not because of what happened on that day but because of what came of it. Namely, an empty tomb and a risen Savior. But that came two days later. Stay tuned.