I woke up a little earlier than I normally do this morning thinking about how on this day so many years ago, Jesus had gotten no sleep that previous night. He was hauled into a sham court and given a mock trial all the while being mentally and physically abused. I don’t like thinking about what they did to Him much less write about it, but you know.
At about 9am they finally nailed Him to a cross where He died later that afternoon. He didn’t faint. He didn’t swoon. He died. Almighty God in the flesh allowed Himself to be tortured by the men He created and then died. We know that by God’s great mercy and grace that was not the end. We know He rose again in three days. But for just a few minutes this morning let’s all meditate on the fact that Jesus died on a cruel cross to pay for the sins we have chosen to commit.
We will meet again this Sunday to absolutely celebrate His resurrection and to acknowledge why this day can ever be called “Good.” But for now, this is a John 19 kind of day. Read that with me today and if you get emotional, you are in my company.
I love you all! — Todd