It's been hours since I've been meditating the words of Jesus, 'It is done'. Being here in Middle East, the occasion of Holy Week is not celebrated as we all know the reason why.
The good thing is that the event is not a feeling, like the needing to feel it is happening around the corner, but is a reminder of why we have eternal life thru Jesus Christ.
Friday is the weekend off in ME so it was just perfect that Holy Friday falls into usual Friday service.
The worship filled my heart as we celebrated in victory; and commemorate His life that lead to cross in worship. The preaching started with a video (of Passion of Christ) that never fails to get me emotional when shown.
Once I saw Him nailed on the cross, I was at rage and mad at the sight of Him being put on the cross with all the blood and pain. I asked God for forgiveness for hating those Roman soldiers who mocked him, nailed him. In the sobs I ask for comfort from Him.
I have known what pain is, emotional and physical but surely, it is not even at any point of how He suffered.
“...a man of suffering, and familiar with pain. .”
Isaiah 53:3 NIV
Because He was a man of sorrow, He is our comforter. He did it once and for all. It is done. His death on the cross paved for my eternal life thru Him.
Like a rose tramped on the ground, He took the fall, and thought of me. Above all. One the third day, He rose again.
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