They call it Good Friday, but it commemorates the day Jesus died. We hung him on a cross and let the life seep out of him. Then he lay in a tomb for three days.
I often wonder about the people who were there, his followers. What were those three days like? I can only imagine the darkness that descended on them. They called him friend and messiah, but then he was gone. It must have been devastating for them.
Thankfully he didn’t stay in that tomb. He rose and lives. The followers rejoiced on that third day.
We call it Good Friday because of the sacrifice that Jesus made for us. We know that he rose so we can mark Good Friday with hope and a quiet joy.
Praying the hope and joy of the Lord encompasses you this Easter weekend.