It’s interesting to me that we call the worst day in all of history “Good Friday.” Maybe we intuitively understand that the best thing in our lives came out of the darkest moment in His.
I think Paul got it exactly right with this bold statement: “I want to know Him and the power of His resurrection and the fellowship of His suffering…”
I don’t like suffering, but I keep running into evidence that it’s important. Suffering sets the stage for victory, making all things possible.
Unless a seed falls and dies, it cannot bear fruit.
When our seeds of hope are buried in the soil of suffering, everything falls away from them except real, true life. And it feels like all is lost and all is winter.
Then bursting forth in glorious day…
I love this Beautiful Friday.
Happy Easter,
Bo
Love the way you have captured this day so eloquently and am amazed by how many different ways and means He is able to be praised.
“Suffering sets the stage for victory.” Beautiful! I always wondered why it was Good Friday as well. But it is because of what happened three blessed days from today. 🙂