Someone has once said that without Good Friday, there is no Easter Sunday. We do remember and memorialize the lives and deaths of many different people; but, there has only ever been one Easter. There was something truly unique about that Friday. Oh, and, have you ever thought about the name? It can be sort of strange and somewhat difficult to attach the qualifier “good” to the events that transpired that day.
Jesus has endured the loneliest and longest night of His life and now the cross is before Him. Specifically, we’re going to take a look at three of Jesus’ “last words” from the cross and discover in them again the power of the cross for our lives today. Despite the brutality of the cross, hope is on the horizon. In some peculiar and perplexing way, all of the betrayal and all of the torture and all of the mess―the very worst and the very best of all human deaths―did indeed result in a very good Friday.