Good Friday thoughts

It's Good Friday, yet it is the true "black Friday" 

It was a dark day...for 3 hours...as Jesus hung writhing in excruciating pain on that cruel cross.

Today is the day we are supposed to reflect and  remember all that He endured to purchase our salvation. 

We are supposed to remember the scourging that tore His flesh wide open. 

We are supposed remember the crowns of thorns piercing His brow as the blood ran down. 

We are supposed to remember the nails piercing His hands and feet.

We are supposed to remember the agony He went through for hours upon hours for you and for me.

But we don't want to remember.  

It's gory.  It's brutal.  It's repulsive.

Or perhaps we've become too desensitized to the suffering of another because movies make it seem like just another show?

This weekend is supposed to be centered around Jesus' sacrifice and His Resurrection to give us a chance to obtain new life.

And yet.....

Jesus is not the first thing that comes to people's minds when they think of Easter. 

They think of the family gathering to have a special dinner with kids squealing in delight as they hunt or Easter eggs afterward. 

They all exclaim excitedly about what the Easter Bunny left for them to find. 

There will be lots of candy and decorations with Easter eggs and Easter bunnies and chickies and vibrant Spring colors. 

Even Churches - we see the main push is Easter egg hunts to get people to attend. 

And I wonder how that makes Jesus feel?

In stores - Rarely will you find any symbols that commemorate the true reason for what Easter is about.

Rarely, will you find anything that reminds us of the Cross, the crown of the thorns, the empty tomb, or the intense suffering and excruciating pain that Jesus went through to purchase our salvation. 

Because bunnies and eggs sell better than anything to do with Jesus' sufferings.

And I wonder how that makes Jesus feel?

People think I'm odd because I do not participate in egg hunts or decorate with easter bunnies and chickies. 

Jesus paid too great a price on this weekend. 

So, I strive to keep the focus centered around the price He paid.

Because I really do wonder how it makes Jesus feel.