“Good Friday”?

You know I am a Rebel.

I’m a divorced single mom of two boys who still goes to church. The church I go to is full of rituals. To try to explain them to you would take all day…and you still wouldn’t understand them all. But I do it anyway. I go to church because one would least expect it. First off I’m divorced, yet I still believe in marriage. I’m a single mother by choice. It is more peaceful that way and I love my space and I love my independence and I love how strong of a woman I am. Yet that still doesn’t mean that I don’t need or want a man. After all I have two sons. From since I was a little girl, my parents taught me what we want most for our children: to be healthy, wise and good. The boys have fathers in their lives: first and foremost the Heavenly Father and he sends examples of men in their lives who are providers and protectors. God always provides.

So what does this have to do with Good Friday? Every year my church has a three hour church service. Most people roll their eyes at the thought and figure it out to be one word: “boring”. But I figure if you can stand up three or more hours at a fete, you can sit down for 3 or less hours in church and listen and experience the Word of God. You might learn something. Some counter that argument by stating that at a fete you enjoy yourself. Big misconception! I party too and to tell you the truth some fetes are sooo boring, especially if the music isn’t right. It can really turn you off. So this Good Friday my family and I went to church… for three hours and no one fell asleep. The four year old had colouring activities and snacks for days. The older boy was involved in the activities at the altar. I wrote down interesting notes in my journal and mom well she was enjoying time with the family. I caught her looking at her grandsons proudly every now and then. In Proverbs it says that grandchildren are jewels around the neck and I love to see her jewels shine in my mom’s eyes.

That’s what’s so good about Good Friday: unconditional love. Not only in my family but also in God’s family. “God so loved the world, that He sent His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. Jesus preached the way of love and peace. His death was the world’s example of how such an injustice could bring healing through decisions which could solve the world’s violence. Crucifixion was an extremely violent way to go, yet through that Jesus brought the whole world to himself as he was lifted up on the cross. He brought the world together through languages as the inscription above him was written in the main languages of that time. He brought Romans and Jews together. He even brought his mom and the disciple whom He loved together as He let her know that He had to leave but reassured her that He is still here.

That’s what so good about Good Friday. Jesus had to leave…but He’s still here. All around us. Comforting us, being there for us in so many ways. Providing for us and protecting us, because we believe in Him and we will not perish. Our lives would not have been lived in vain. For we will pass down the goodness of unconditional love from generation to generation as we desire nothing for them but to be healthy, wise and good.