Today is Black Friday and Good Friday all rolled into one. Black Friday because it is the day on which our Saviour was crucified. We remember it every year and it is no less horrific. Jesus, part of the Trinity and the Creator of the world, put to death in the most barbaric way. How could have God allowed it to happen? There were myriads and myriads of angels who could have saved Him. He could have been whipped away to heaven at any time. Yet we have to be so thankful that it didn’t happen like that. It had been foretold that He would die in this way as prophet after profit had predicted it would happen. The account in the gospels are vivid. Matthew, Mark, Luke and specifically in John’s gospel. This Friday is not the cheap Black shopping day that we have now, but black with the sky becoming dark and God turning His face away. It is black, because of our sins. That’s an uncomfortable thought.
But this day is generally known as Good Friday. How can this be? It is ‘good’ because there is an Easter Sunday coming. The Sunday when Jesus rose from the dead, having died for our sins, He was triumphant, death had been conquered, Jesus had conquered it. Praise the Lord, Sunday is coming, Easter Sunday.