"Why Do You Call Me Good?" ~ Pondering Good Friday
All this week I have heard and read glimpses of the phrase,
"This is Holy Week."
My week did not seem so holy.
In fact, I had to keep forcing myself to remember that Easter is coming this week.
Instead of the usual calm routine, visits to various doctors filled the week.
Worry, questions, frustrations and anger crowded everything.
Schedules, meetings, lists mingled with a searing pain on the left side of my head brought on in part by the invisible pollens that fly through the air bringing the green and yellow and lavender beauty of the spring.
Between professional admonitions of
"reduce your stress level in
whatever way you can",
and discovering the cause of hair loss in a twelve year old special needs child,
was the pounding of a heartbeat in my left ear that does not encourage sleep to come.
And it is reminiscent of the pounding of a hammer that is the cause of all these things with which we suffer.
The pounding of sin.
The words of Jesus to the rich young ruler were these,
"Why do you call me good?
Only God in heaven is good."
Did the young man realize Jesus was God?
Was Jesus helping him to see it?
When given the answer to his question of how to obtain eternal life,
he went away sad because he was very rich.
And this day.......Good Friday.......which was reported by the news media had been changed in some communities to "spring holiday"...
what makes it good?
It is the day that, in the eyes of the followers of Jesus of Nazareth, all their hopes died.
What they never imagined could happen, happened.
Their Teacher and Master was being put to death on a cross as a common criminal.
A crown of cruel thorns on His head and mocked as King of the Jews.