Imagine the worst day of your life … literally.
Three years spent devoting yourself to a cause, one you truly believed was real and would fulfill all the promises you believed in. This was the person who was changing everything. You put your faith and trust in HIm. You learned to believe everything He taught you. It took time for you to see Him for who He was. As the days went by you understood that He is the promise you were exposed to growing up. You could feel the anticipation of everything coming to fruition. The tension and excitement inside was thrilling. Then it happened.
In one day it all came crashing down. He was arrested, beaten, mocked, publicly disgraced, and tortured to death. He was dead. In His death all of your hopes died. How could you have been so wrong.
The darkness was heavy. It all seemed like a nightmare and not real. Yet it was.
We call this day Good Friday. For the disciples it was not good. They witnessed the abuse and death of their friend ... coming to believe that He was not who He said He was. The darkness was physical, emotional and spiritual.
Sit in this moment and think about the darkest time of your life. The time when everything seemed to change for the worst.
And about the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying, “Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?” that is, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” (Matthew 27:46 ESV)
Today is Friday …. But Sunday is coming.