...somehow "good" doesn't seem adequate for a Friday like this. It just seems sort of plain to me...."good".
This day memorializes a most special day.
A pivotal day for all mankind.
A very dark day.
A day of grieving in Heaven.
On this day we remember a crossroads of sorts where the justice of God intersected with the sinfulness of man, the sinfulness of me.
On a cross.
Instead of me.
But good? I just think there should be a better, more descriptive word for this Friday.
...oh yes, I remember now...
"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord."
Jesus seemed to like the term "good".
"I am the Good Shepherd; the Good Shepherd giveth His life for the sheep....I am the Good Shepherd, and know my sheep, and am known of mine...I lay down my life for the sheep."
He is Good.
Oh, thank you Jesus.
Yes, oh yes, You are good.
I am not.