Showing posts with label Good Friday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Good Friday. Show all posts

Friday, April 15, 2022

April 15, 2022 – Good Friday

Living in the Light of Christ

“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things came into being through him, and without him not one thing came into being. What has come into being in him was life, and the life was the light of all people. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it.” – John 1:1-5

The word "Lent" means lengthening. During the Lenten season the days are getting longer – there is more light. So, for us Lent is a time to move toward the source of all light, Jesus.

Martin Luther once spent three days in a dark depression over something that had gone wrong. On the third day his wife came downstairs dressed in mourning clothes.

"Who's dead?" he asked her.
"God," she replied.

Luther rebuked her, saying, "What do you mean, God is dead? God is not dead!”
"Well," she replied, "the way you've been acting I was sure He had died!" (told by Ray C. Stedman in The Incredible Hope).

Church, sometimes we modern Christians fall into the same trap. We get stuck in the darkness and despair of abandonment, betrayal, and abuse. We get stuck on Good Friday. We get stuck there until we become uncomfortably comfortable there. We forget that yes, Jesus died, but he is alive again. The forces of sin, darkness and despair are defeated! Jesus went through a dark time, but he did not stay there. And neither should we. Because He lives, we can live also.

Rev. Will Wells, College Grove UMC

Friday, April 10, 2020

Friday, April 10, 2020 – Good Friday

In the Garden, in the World
(audio version)
Read: John 20:1-18

Walking slowly in the dawning
    burdened with grief
    burdened with oil and spices
    burdened with a task – an act of Love

To the tomb they come wondering
    how could He be dead?
    how can we bear it?
    how can we roll away that stone?

Shocked to stillness, to standing
    the guards are gone
    the tomb is opened
    the angel tells them that He is risen

Running to the disciples, then with two returning
    the men look in
    see He is not there
    return pondering, confused

Left behind in the Garden, wondering
    where can I find Him?
    where have they taken Him?
    where have you taken Him?

Asking the Gardener, weeping
    hears Him call her name
    sees Him welcome her
    worships Him, falling at His feet

Listening to His Word, worshiping
    “don’t fear, trust Me
    “don’t hold Me, proclaim Me,
    “tell them to come to Me.”

I see the scene unfold, marveling
    The Tomb is empty!
    The Tomb is empty!
    The Tomb is empty! Hallelujah!

Mary met Him in the Garden
    where will I meet Him? Here?
Mary worshiped Him as soon as she knew Him
    when will I worship Him? Now?
Mary knew Him as her Lord, her all
    what is He to me? Savior?
Mary ran to tell her friends to meet Him
    whom will I tell? Anyone? Everyone?
Mary spent her life serving Him who saved her
    why don’t I? how can I not?


Charlie van Becelaere