Carry on My Wayward Son

by Paul Selden

Throughout this week, we have reflected upon different days and aspects of Holy Week as we remember Jesus’s journey to the cross.  Today is Good Friday, or the day that Jesus was crucified and died for our sins.  This ultimate sacrifice signified that there is nothing that can stop us from turning to God and receiving his love, not the mistakes we have made, not the condemnation of the law, not even the denial and betrayal of Jesus.  Despite this, Good Friday is a solemn time, and represents a day where hope is all but lost and the sins of ourselves might settle as death seems ultimate.  Even Peter, the rock which the church was built on, struggled with this as he denied Jesus three separate occasions that morning. Only when the rooster crowed the third time did he realize his mistake.
“Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man”
I cannot help but think that Peter struggled with this same difficulty.  Although he could function like any other person on this day and pretend not to be associated Christ, he did not see what he was doing: he was a blind man.  During this time, though Peter could think logically and do what he could in order to possible protect himself, he was not thinking clearly: he was a mad man.  Fundamentally, without Christ, we are lost.  But, with this sacrifice and ultimate resurrection, we are assured that we are not lost from God.
“At that moment the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. The earth shook, the rocks split”
This veil being torn fulfills Jesus’s purpose: there is no law to separate us from God, no religious hierarchy blocking us from God, and finally, with the Cross, no sin too great to divide us from God.  Though this is the darkest day, there is still every bit of hope in the sacrifice of Jesus.  So, don’t you cry no more *guitar solo*.

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