It was not going to be a good day…
I woke up very early, still not sunrise, to the howl of my 7th month old puppy, but I dismissed the disturbance and did not get up. Again about 6:30 a.m., he yelped a little and I figured he had been in distress long enough that purely, by compassion, I got up. I am not a morning person so, it truly was a kind gesture. As I began to walk with him, I began thanking God for my ability to get up and let my puppy relieve himself. I thanked God that it was a morning that was peaceful, remembering that on another day, early in the morning at 8:30 am., on 9/11, thousands had lost their lives, when the twin towers of New York, were crashed into by 2 airline jets. Or on another morning at 9:00 am., hundreds died in an Oklahoma State Building bombing or even worse tens of thousands died in Japan when they experienced the effects of the first atom bomb being dropped on Hiroshima.
But today is supposed to mark a special day for us, a day where some will get dismissed by their employers to celebrate Good Friday. I could not help but think about how Jesus taught his disciples how to pray before completing His mission. He said pray like this, say, “Our Father who art in heaven hallowed be thy name…” It was not a good day when Our Father knew the day would come that His Son, would leave His throne in obedience, to be born of a virgin and live to be our example of how to be sons and daughters of Our Most High God and would lay down His life in order that we would be saved and live again.
It was not a good day in heaven. Angelic beings watched on that fateful day their Lord and King, Master, Prince of Peace and EL…, late at night after the Passover supper, beheld Him fall and sweat tears of blood in the Garden of Gethsemane, “Going a little farther, he fell with his face to the ground and prayed, "My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me. Yet not as I will, but as you will." Matthew 26:39
Angels who are intelligent, emotional and spirit beings, I don’t think felt like a very Good Friday when they saw the Son of God being beaten and thrown around like a rag doll, endure tortured by mad men who beat him like a dog or be confronted with such disrespect to his Kingly position and through interrogation subject Him to defend His Kingship! No, it did not seem to be a very Good Friday!
Was that Friday a remembrance for them of their sorrow that had only been experienced once before when seeing a third of the angels of heaven rebel and be cast out by their counterparts?!
Neither was it a good day, for the nation Israel when God looked out at the city in about 722 BC., 278 years before Jesus’ death, that The Prophet Hosea prophesied,
“What shall I do with you, O Ephraim? What shall I do with you, O Judah? For your loyalty is like a morning mist, like the early dew that vanishes.” Hosea 6:4
When the devil thought he was the winner and the fallen angels danced gleefully, there came the last tear from heaven. God, The Father, God the Son and The Holy Spirit would command death to have no sting for you and the world! The curtain of separation was torn in two, The One, Jesus Christ, Son of The Living God, laid down His life becoming sin for us, took up His Life on the third day, arose from the grave, which made Friday,
a VERY GOOD FRIDAY!