By Doug Thompson
I stared at the headline: “Hardest, Saddest Week Ever.” The Surgeon General was warning Americans that we all need to brace ourselves emotionally for the equivalent of “Pearl Harbor,” and “9/11.” The week before Easter Sunday.
I was struck by the irony: For Christians, this is a Holy Week. Last Sunday we celebrated Palm Sunday, the beginning of Jesus’ final week on this earth. 2,000 years ago, He entered Jerusalem, humble, and mounted on a donkey. He came as the Prince of Peace to suffer His final rejection by His own people; to be mocked, tortured, and nailed to a cross. He had committed no crime worthy of death. His own enemies could find no sin in Him. But He was fulfilling prophecy as well as the will of His Father: to take on Himself the sins of His people and die in their place that they might be forgiven and have eternal life.
Ironically, we call the night of His crucifixion, Good Friday. Good, in spite of the unspeakable horror He endured that ended in His death. Very good, because that death purchased salvation and freedom for anyone who will trust in Him and what His
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