The Good-est Friday There Ever Was

It was not a good Friday for our Lord.
He suffered:
mockery, flogging, cross, nails.
God the Father looked away.
Jesus died.

Love drove Him there;
love kept Him there.
Greater than love for you and me,
Jesus loved His Father,
desiring to please Him alone.

God's wrath was satisfied

on that tree.

The sin of all mankind atoned for,

by the One who was called and obeyed.

Blood and water spilled out,
a final cry,
it IS finished.
The curtain torn in two.
Good Friday!

You see, at  just the right time,

when we were still powerless,

Christ died for the ungodly.

Romans 5:6