Today was a Hard Day

Today was a hard day.
How much more Lord?
Destruction is all around us.
Destruction in a world that is broken, oh so broken.
The reach of this evil has no limits or boundaries.

What is tomorrow's news going to be?
What am I going to wake up to?
Can I escape the news if I don't listen to it?
How long Oh Lord?
How much more?

Today was a hard day.
It is Good Friday 2020 and our places of worship are closed.
I struggled to stay tuned to any one live stream.
Online church hopping that would not satisfy.

And so I shut my laptop and opened my well worn and beloved bible.

It was a hard day 2000 years ago.
A day when the Son of God was put on trial, judged, mocked and hung on a tree.
A day that had consequences of the kind nobody could've imagined.
A day when the curtain of the temple was torn in two, from top to bottom.
A day when a way was made for us to reach the Father through His Son Jesus Christ.

It was felt good to linger at the cross.
It was good to read and once again watch my Saviour as He walked to Calvary.
He did not waver,
He knew who He was,
He knew why He came,
He knew where He was going.

And while it was a hard day,
It was a good day to remember.
Lord, I trust that you have a plan and You will bring good even out of this evil.

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