A Sad Day?

Father,

On this sad day in the history of the world, when two thousands years ago a truly innocent man was put to death, we take great joy in knowing of the anticipation of what will follow in a matter of three days.

Just like Abraham took his son Isaac to the mountain to act on faith in you, you provided an escape; a sacrifice was given and a son saved. You are forever true to your word, and that is the hope we must have in you that you will always be faithful to your word.

For what is impossible for man to do, you did by taking on the form of a man, giving up your glory for the incarnation and becoming a servant and by being obedient even to the point of death. However, the story doesn’t end there with the stone in place and the earth covered in clouds. I might add, dark sobbing clouds as though all of Heaven was crying - it was. This day in history should always live in infamy not for the sadness it brings, but for the hope that it brings.

This day was once to be thought of a great victory for the father of all lies, but God has turn the tables on the evil one and now this day has become a thorn in his side. God may have stubbed His toe on you satan, but in the end, it is your head that got pummeled.

I have heard it said that authors write what could be, artists paint visions of what might be, but you O Blessed One - you bring life to all. After all, your greatest work was done, through the frailty of your son, (to quote Michael Card).

Reconciliation has taken place. No longer do we have to go through the ceremonial killing of innocent animals for the purging of our sins. We can walk into the throne room of Love, humbly, and say – “Daddy, I fell down” and You are ever quick to come and pick us up in His arms as only a Father can do.

Death where is your sting? Grave where is your victory? The Lord of All, The Lord of the Living has beaten you!

Liberation has come to all the people of God; freedom from the tyranny of sin and freedom from the oppressions of the lives that we once held. There should be dancing in the streets, singing from the rooftops, loud hosannas from the mountaintops, a shout of praises in the valleys – OUR GOD RIEGNS! OUR GOD REIGNS!

The proclamation made so many years ago, has come true – I know there is a redeemer and I will see Him stand on this earth.

There is forgiveness in you O Great Jehovah, your mercy and grace announces your very presence. Rain down on your children O Ancient Of Days with unending love and shower us with blessings so that others may be blessed

Amen