Reflections on God's travel guide to my journey back home.

Friday, April 14, 2017

hope

Matthew 27:50-52 “And when Jesus had cried out again in a loud voice, he gave up his spirit. At that moment the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. The earth shook, the rocks split and the tombs broke open. The bodies of many holy people who had died were raised to life.”

It’s Good Friday. This is the day we remember when it seemed evil had won.

Evil seems so powerful. Evil aborts unborn babies, gases children, commits mass murder in our schools, sacrifices families and marriage, destroys civility and challenges even the most basic facts of how we were created. Evil, our evil, does all these things. And evil (our sin) crucified Jesus.

Evil seems so powerful, but in that moment when it seemed to have won, there was a message for Satan, a curtain-tearing, earth-shaking, rock-splitting, tomb-opening, dead-raising message of hope.

These are dark days.

But Sunday’s coming.

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