Good Friday? Great Friday.
Every Friday I dig into the archives and dust off an old post. If you haven’t read it, it’s new to you!
See Christ on the cross? That’s a gossiper hanging there. See Jesus? Embezzler. Liar. Bigot. See the crucified carpenter? He’s a wife beater. Porn addict and murderer. See Bethlehem’s boy? Call him by his other names – Adolf Hitler, Osama bin Laden, and Jeffrey Dahmer.
Hold it, Max. Don’t you lump Christ with those evildoers. Don’t you place his name in the same sentence with theirs!
I didn’t. He did. Indeed he did more. More than place his name in the same sentence, he placed himself in their place. And yours.
With hands nailed open, he invited God, “Treat me as you would treat them!” And God did. In an act that broke the heart of the Father, yet honored the holiness of heaven, sin-purging judgment flowed over the sinless Son of the ages.