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The events of Good Friday are utterly breath-taking. We celebrate nothing less than this: "that God was pleased to reconcile to himself all things, whether on earth or in heaven, by making peace through the blood of his cross" (Col. 1:20).

We are talking here about something that happens at the very foundations of the universe. Call it cosmic redemption, ontological healing, metaphysical reconciliation, the Bible's version of Star Wars, or whatever helps you think about the largest, most ultimate reality, the "Really Real," capital R, capital R.

And it is all accomplished through what seems like a paradox. "Making peace through the blood of his cross" is like saying that a nuclear missile has become an olive-branch, that Guantanamo has become a garden of healing, that a sword has been turned into a plowshare, that a tank has been turned into a tractor. The very thought of it leaves us weak in the knees with astonishment.

That is only the beginning of the paradox. This is the day when the Living Water says "I thirst." It is the day when the Bread of Life hungers, the Resurrection and the Life dies, the Priest becomes the Sacrifice, the King of the Jews is killed like a criminal. No wonder we stammer in the face of this mystery.

Our minds wander off trying to imagine what kind of cosmos we live in—where the shameful death of an innocent man can serve as a payment for sin, a ransom for the captive, a conquest of evil, a source of healing, a sacrifice to end all sacrifice (what a gift—all these mutually correcting scriptural images). Imagining that kind of world is enough to make our minds ache, given that we swim in the waters of a culture where debt generates more debt, and violence generates more violence. It takes a remarkable conversion of the imagination to see the world in the Bible's way: a world where justice and mercy do not exist in tension, where "righteousness and peace kiss each other," where the death and resurrection of the Son of God can re-order the moral foundations of the universe.

The mystery only grows when we turn our eyes to seek the beauty of the Lord in his temple, when we contemplate the mystery of the triune God. When we hear Jesus pray, "Not as I will, but as you will," and "Father, forgive them," and "Into your hands I commit my spirit," we see again that this day is not about a contrast between a good Jesus and an angry Father. It is, instead, a drama of magnificent Trinitarian choreography.

But we also hear Jesus praying, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?" And we wonder. And we hear theologians stammer out sentences like "God-forsakenness is now swallowed up right into the life of God." It stretches logic to its limits, but also offers us a glimmer of hope when we come face-to-face with holocausts and suicides and child abuse and other unspeakable horrors that can also be swallowed up into the life of God.

Put this all together, and the events of Good Friday spin our worldview upside down. We might as well toss out Webster's definitions of "glory" and "power" and—for that matter—"god." For when we define "glory" or "power" or when we imagine what God is like, there is no more reliable place to look than the "perfect image of the invisible God."

And if all this isn't enough to rock our world, then consider this: the apostle Paul tells us that these events are not just about Jesus, but are also about us. "Did you not know that all of us who were baptized into Christ Jesus were baptized into his death?" (Rom. 6:3) or again, "May I never boast of anything except the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, by which the world has been crucified to me, and I to the world" (Gal 6:14). Just imagine a new advertising campaign for your church: "Our congregation helps crucify the world to you and you to the world." It causes us to tremble.

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