Today is Good Friday. I have been tied up all day with life stuff and unable to post until now. On this day we remember the cross of Jesus, the sacrifice of Christ, the self-emptying love of God. And that God is not removed from our suffering human experience but lived it up close and at its worst. The God on the throne was also killed on a cross. And in that death we find life.
But this is a day that should also cause us to ponder that the One who said “It is finished” (John 19:30 NRSV) also said “If any want to become my followers, let them deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me.” (Luke 9:23 NRSV). As the theologian and martyr Dietrich Bonhoeffer said, “When Christ calls a man, he bids him come and die.” ( Cost of Discipleship)
We come to the cross in search of forgiveness and well we do. For we can find forgiveness, salvation, nowhere else. But if we forget or ignore that we also come to the cross to die, we miss the point. Or we miss the joy. For it is not only that we find eternal life, triumph over death. We find a new life in this life — just as Jesus was resurrected in the time and space of this world on a morning nearly 2,000 years ago.
Good Friday is a somber day. A day to remember the sufferings of Christ and the death of the One who was without sin. But it is also a day to ask ‘Where and how do I need to die anew… and trust in God for a resurrected life?”
God can’t clean the house of you when you’re still in it.
—Anne Lamott, U.S. author (1954—)