Words by Bev Jones
The Time is Near
A couple of years ago, just before Easter, I had a conversation with a friend who said that she hates Easter because she finds it morbid. I suggested that although I could understand that about Good Friday, surely she could see that Easter Sunday is a celebration. She thought about that for a moment and then shook her head and said,
'No, it’s no use –
I can’t get past the darkness of Friday.’
I wonder sometimes whether we do try and avoid the darkness of Friday ourselves. Some won’t go to church on Good Friday because they find it too depressing. Yes, it is depressing, and no, we don’t want to get stuck in the darkness of Friday. But we do have to go there.
We have to live Friday first – we have to be willing to come to the cross ourselves and learn how to trust our Father beyond the circumstances. To put our life in His hands –
all of our life, and not just the bits that we’re OK with him controlling. Everything. Our relationships, our money, our jobs, our time, our homes. Our whole lives.
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