Good Friday

For the last week or so, the lyrics to a song have been speaking LOUDLY into my soul. The words of that song, "Bring the Rain" (by Mercy Me) have surely been teaching me a thing or two (about myself, about others, about my church and about my Lord). I have posted the words below:

I can count a million times
People asking me how I
Can praise You with all that
I've gone through
The question just amazes me
Can circumstances possibly
Change who I forever am in You

Maybe since my life was changed
Long before these rainy days
It's never really ever crossed my mind
To turn my back on you, oh Lord
My only shelter from the storm
But instead I draw closer through these times
So I pray

Bring me joy, bring me peace
Bring the chance to be free
Bring me anything that brings
You glory And I know there'll
be days When this life brings me pain
But if that's what it takes to
praise You Jesus, bring the rain

I am yours regardless of the clouds that may
loom above because you are much greater than
my pain you who made a way for me suffering
your destiny so tell me whats a little rain

[1st Chorus]

Holy, holy, holy
Holy, holy, holy
is the lord God almighty
is the lord God almighty
I'm forever singing

[2nd Chorus 2x]

everybody singing
Holy holy holy
you are holy
you are holy

Somehow, we've come to think that our lives should be easy and we tend to question any trials that come our way. But the truth is that God uses EVERY situation for good. After all, He used the crucifixion of His own son for the good of each of us.

Today, as I think about Good Friday and the fact that all those many years ago, today, Jesus hung on that cross FOR ME (and for you). He didn't ask why. He was beaten and crucified and, PRAISE GOD, I can stand Good Friday because I know that He couldn't be held by any grave.

Some would question what's so "good" about Good Friday...what happened on that day was gruesome and horrifying. But we aren't called to worship Him despite our situations. We are simply called to worship him...period.

And as I reflect on the meaning of Good Friday and its correlation to Easter, I am reminded again of the words of the song above and the fact that, in the end, it's all but a little "rain" for, when it's all said and done, the grave could not hold him and I (we) can not EVER be plucked from His hand.

I beg of you...if you are reading this and have not accepted Jesus as your Savior, that you email me privately (kelleywms@hotmail.com) or speak to someone who can help lead you to the cross. It doesn't take any special formula or scripted prayer....He meets us all right where we are. Who is Jesus to you?