Friday Morning’s Reflection | Thoughts of Resurrection Weekend
Friday. Good Friday.
Today marks on the calendar, Good Friday. In observance of today, my daughters asked in our homeschool lesson, “why is Good Friday called Good Friday when it is far from looking good? It should be called sad friday instead.”
Now I sit here with my bible and coffee, reading on the Feast of Unleavened Bread, and I can’t but help to think on their question and statement. We broke bread together yesterday as a family, something God told me to do for our family, while also my oldest (who is 15) said, “we should do this monthly, more often,” I couldn’t agree more with her.
But as I sit here and reflect back on our last week lesson and this week, it helped me to reflect back on my life and heart for Jesus. If you follow She Walks His Way on Instagram, you may have seen this post on my story that I shared. I shared this as I read in Matthew and the very thought came through my mind. A sudden thought.
A thought that I had to journal down because it pierced.
“We always share, see, and sometimes post; ‘even Jesus sat at the same table with Judas,’ but do we ever stop to think, ‘are we being a Judas? Do we ever trade Jesus for the world? Is our hearts in the right place? Do we truly honor, worship, praise, and love thy Savior as much as our lips proclaim to speak?’”
This piercing thought came to mind when I read Matthew 26:17-29. It was a staggering thought that just hit me and had me pause my reading to reflect my own heart.
Do we ever pause to reflect, to examine our own hearts? The condition of it? The posture of it? The roots and seeds in it?
I know this is a tough question. Hard to swallow on it too. Hard to chew. But it’s truth. Our heart is the big root of everything. What flows in our hearts? What is our gate open to? (our eyes) Here in the United States, our calendar is different than the Hebrew calendar, so this week marks it Holy Week. But if we pause today, truly pause to reflect, how much does it mean to us? Christ’s death and resurrection?
Is it just another story we heard over and over again? Or is it the story that pierces through the heart, cherishing everything Christ has done for us, taking our spot that we so deserve? I don’t know about you, but as I woke up this morning, I felt heavily compelled to worship Abba today. Working my hands in bread today, slowly moving through today, and my soul singing to the one who gave his life up for me.
I want to mark today as a day to remember. Much like yesterday when we broke bread together as a family and asked Abba Father for the forgiveness of our sins, thanking Him that He forgives us. He is ever so faithful to forgive us of our sins, hearing my daughters chant the Father’s prayer, and them be so overjoyed they know it by heart now, and to see my family changing for the better.
Yes, there is still some need of transformation in my family. But that is the beauty of sanctification when we come to Christ. He transforms us in becoming more like Christ. It’s in our willingness to say Yes Lord, use me, that He is able to transform us and grant us a heart of desiring Him.
And that is what today should be about. Reflection. Reflecting on all that Christ has done, what He suffered and went through, all that He faced, knowing He knows our position and feelings too. Reflecting on who we once were before Christ and who we are becoming now that we are in Christ.
Isn’t it wonderful to know and have a Savior? A Savior who lives today and forever more? A Savior who resonates with everything we feel and go through? Knowing we have a Savior who doesn’t belittle our walk but encourages us in our walk with Him? What a Savior we have in Jesus. What a hero, a true hero, one who laid down His life for us.
Today, I want my heart to be postured on Him and Him alone. Sitting. Pondering. Meditating on His Word. Dwelling in Him.
And I pray that for us all brothers and sisters in Christ, that we dwell and meditate, reflect on what the Good Shepherd has done for us. Knowing He felt the stinging pain of the Father’s wrath and quietness in the moment where He desperately needed Abba Father, yet Jesus still went though the suffering, piercing stings, mockery, rejection, abandonment (his family and friends), all to fulfill what was prophesied long ago.
May we never forget that today and everyday forward.