On Good Friday, among my Christian friends, a common post on Facebook is some variation of “It’s Friday but Sunday’s coming!” It’s a quote from this message which is a beautiful expression of what it would have been like on that Friday, yet looking back with the knowledge that all the grief would be wiped away on Sunday. I appreciate the hope that the message communicates. We don’t know on our worst days when our Sunday will come. But I wonder if those who are so quick to post the glib quote without the context of the rest of the message might be missing out on some important things.
If we skip over Friday and get right to Sunday, we don’t have to reflect on our sin as the cause for Friday. Good Friday gives us the opportunity to remember Jesus’ sacrifice for us. For our sin. “It was my sin that held Him there until it was accomplished.” Good Friday gives us the opportunity to lament. The Psalms are full of lament but that’s a largely lost practice in most contemporary evangelical churches.
At our Good Friday service this evening we’ll be singing “Come Behold the Wondrous Mystery” but we’ll end at verse 3 which takes us through the crucifixion and we won’t sing verse 4 because it’s about the resurrection. Will it feel incomplete? Yes, it probably will. And that’s the point. We should leave tonight with a feeling of incompleteness and of longing.
If we skip right through Friday and Saturday we don’t have to figure out what to do with that awkward day between the remembrance of the cross and the glory of the resurrection. Saturday gives us opportunity to sit in the silence of God, knowing that even when God seems to be silent, He is not absent.
So let’s rejoice in the resurrection on Resurrection Sunday. But let’s not skip there too quickly. There are lessons to be learned in each day.