Good Friday . . . What’s So “Good” About It?

The water was perfectly still as we passed the lake yesterday afternoon–reflecting the heavy layers of dark and foreboding clouds that filled the sky.  The scene struck me as being very appropriate on this day of remembrance–Good Friday–when Jesus was crucified:

“From noon until three in the afternoon darkness came over all the land.  About three in the afternoon Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eli, Eli, lemasabachthani?” (which means “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”).

When some of those standing there heard this, they said, “He’s calling Elijah.”

Immediately one of them ran and got a sponge. He filled it with wine vinegar, put it on a staff, and offered it to Jesus to drink.  The rest said, “Now leave him alone. Let’s see if Elijah comes to save him.”

And when Jesus had cried out again in a loud voice, He gave up His spirit.”
                                                                                                     Matthew 27:46-50

Picture taken by Heidi Viars~~

During the candlelit Good Friday service at my church, there was a wooden cross draped in black erected in the center of the Sanctuary.  Many Scriptures were read and hymns sung, as candles were snuffed out one by one.  It was as if we had entered into the events of that awful day . . . events that were the fulfillment of a prophecy written hundreds of years before:

But He was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was on Him,
and by His wounds we are healed.

Isaiah 53:5

 Good Friday . . . what’s so “good” about it?

Sunday is coming!


  1. What a blessing to know that Friday was not the end. Thank you for your faithful reminder and always pointing us to the Hope of Heaven 🙂 Blessings to you this Easter, dear Kathie ~


    1. I have to tell you about this picture … I was so down a few days ago, and sat by the lake and waited for the sun to rise. I cried to the Lord about my circumstances which are so far out of my control. I prayed for about an hour, just pouring out my heart. When the sun finally came up, I walked up to this spot, where I was able to take this picture. When I approached the cross, I felt such awe and a new ability to leave my burdens with the Lord, who is able to make not only the sun rise, but raised the SON from the dead. Much love, Heidi ~


      1. Heidi, thank you so much for sharing your story and letting me know that the pictures is yours–I had no idea! I found it in my browser this morning and thought it was perfect but had no idea where it came from! There is not explanation for it . . . a God-thing for sure! Happy Easter Heidi and know that He has been faithful to remind me to pray for you. He is Risen!


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