Gliding On The Prayers of The Past
As I sit and ponder “the first Good Friday,” I wonder what the believers in Christ were thinking, what first hand fears and doubts they were experiencing? It wasn’t a day they would call good, because all they could see was in their natural eye.
The man, the Savior they had put their hope in, that they had laid everything else aside for, was leaving. Not only was He leaving, He was being crucified. He would be tortured like non other before their eyes. The man who had performed miracles, changed lives, and provided a glimpse of new hope; was being stripped away.
On this “Good Friday,” could they reflect back to His words, His promises to them? Were they too caught up by the moment of destruction to remember His warnings, and comfort of this day to come?
How many times in our own lives are we in the middle of the deep darkness, the bitter cold of unbelief and fear? We are broken, and caught off guard by the trial we find ourselves in. We don’t see a “good day,” in our future. How quickly we forget the prayers of the past, the miracles He has done, and the promises He has made to us. Christ had primed His disciples for this day:
“From that time Jesus began to show his disciples that he must go to Jerusalem and suffer many things from the elders and chief priests and scribes, and be killed and on the third day be raised,” -Matthew 16:21 ESV.
The day was here; “the first Good Friday,” and yet they could see nothing but defeat.
They did not truly understand His promises, that He would rise again, that He would save them from themselves. He was going to prepare them a place, a place to reside with Him forever.
“Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe also in me. In my Father’s house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, that where I am you may be also. And you know the way to where I am going,” John 14:1-4
They couldn’t see into the future; that in three days everything would change. The Son would rise again, The Holy Spirit would be sent to fill them. The darkness would be shattered, hope would arise, and His Salvation would change everything.
In the midst of our trial, when we “feel” our strength is gone, we must stop and remember the past miracles, His promises, and His covenants to us. “I will never leave you nor forsake you,” Joshua 1:5b.
Just as the eagle glides on the wind, effortlessly resting in the pattern of the wind; we must rest and glide in the prayers of our past. When we are too weary to see the “good day,” remember He is with us.
Looking back, we see the “Good Friday” because we have knowledge of the Greatest Sunday!
What if your Greatest Sunday is just three days away?
Although Christ is not limited to our clock, He is never early, never late, He is always right on time with your miracle.
Hold on Divinely Designed Daughter, He is coming!