Good Morning Sunshine! It Was A Friday That Changed Everything!

Isaiah 53:5 (NIV) ~ “But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed.”

Good Friday is not just a day marked in history, it is a holy interruption, a divine collision between justice and mercy. On this day, Jesus, the spotless Lamb of God, willingly surrendered to the agony of the cross for the salvation of humanity. It was not nails that held Him there, it was love. “Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends” (John 15:13). And Jesus, the truest Friend of all, laid down His life not just for those who loved Him, but even for those who rejected Him. The weight of the world was laid on His shoulders as He bore every sin, every shame, every failure we would ever commit. It was on a Friday that heaven’s Prince was humiliated, beaten, and hung between criminals, yet His final breath carried the weight of victory: “It is finished” (John 19:30).

But what really happened that Friday? The sky darkened, the earth trembled, the veil in the temple tore from top to bottom, God was making a way where there had been none. This was more than just a public execution; it was a spiritual exchange. Our brokenness for His healing. Our guilt for His grace. Our death for His life. That Friday, the blood of Jesus did what no sacrifice had ever done before, it cleansed the conscience, broke the curse, and opened the door for us to come boldly before the throne of grace. “For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life” (John 3:16).

The cross wasn’t just about death, it was about access, redemption, and divine love on display for all humanity. What will really matter on your “Friday”? When you’re facing your own cross, your own moment of surrender, your own valley of pain, what will matter most is whether you remember what His Friday accomplished. When life feels dark, when friends turn away, when hope seems hidden, let Good Friday remind you that God does His greatest work in the darkest moments.

The world may see defeat, but God sees destiny. Jesus shows us that even when it looks like all is lost, resurrection is coming. What matters is not what you see, but what He already said: “It is finished.” That means your past has no power, your shame has no grip, and your sins have been washed by the blood that still speaks. A Friday can change your life. Because in the kingdom of God, the end is often just the beginning. Good Friday proves that the darkest day can birth the greatest hope.

If you’ve been walking through your own Friday season, grief, loss, uncertainty, betrayal, remember that God uses Fridays to prepare for Sundays. The pain you feel does not cancel the promise He made. There’s purpose in the pause. There’s glory in the grave. A surrendered Friday leads to a resurrected future. If Jesus could endure Friday for the joy set before Him, then you can walk through your Friday trusting the same God who brings dead things back to life.

Let’s Pray:
Thank You God Thank You for this sacred Friday, I pause in awe and reverence. I remember the depth of love displayed on Calvary’s hill. Thank You for not withholding Your only Son but offering Him as the spotless Lamb for my redemption. Jesus, You bore the punishment that I deserved. You wore the crown of thorns that my sin fashioned. You were wounded, so I could be whole. You were forsaken, so I could be accepted. Thank You for finishing what I never could. Forgive me for taking the cross lightly. Let me not rush past its weight or its wonder. Teach me to live daily in gratitude for Your sacrifice. Help me to never forget that Good Friday was not good because it was easy, but because it was eternal. Help me to walk in the peace You purchased, the healing You released, and the freedom You secured. Lord, for every heart that feels broken today, remind them that You were broken too, but You rose again. For every person carrying shame, remind them that You carried it first, and buried it forever. Let the power of the cross revive my hearts, renew my minds, and restore my souls. Give me grace to endure my own Friday moments. When life feels heavy and silent, remind me of the promise of resurrection. Let me find strength in the stillness and hope in the hardship. May I never forget that Sunday is always on the way. Let my faith rise from the grave of discouragement and sing a new song of deliverance. Father, I give You Glory, Jesus, not just for dying, but for loving me all the way to death. Let this be a day of remembrance, of reflection, and of deep surrender. And as I wait for Resurrection Sunday, let me sit in the holy pause of Friday, knowing that the silence is not the end, it’s the setup for the greatest comeback in history. In the Name of Jesus Christ, Holy and Matchless Name, I pray, Amen!

Blessings…
Love, Minister Jean
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