"Not one word failed from all the good words God spoke to the house of Israel. Everything came out right." (Joshua 21:45)
Today is Good Friday.
Such a very bittersweet day.
A day that causes my heart to break, my eyes to tear - when I think about what our Abba and Savior went through this day.
Knowing that within hours, his friend, his travel companion of these past three years, one whom He had shared life with, not only life as they walked the dusty roads, but also the key to life of eternal.
With a kiss.
The lamb would be led to slaughter.
This day - He stood there, knowing He was God, power to crush them all with only a look - He stood silent.
This day - He felt the pain from the thorns shoved into His head, that pure and beautiful head. The whip of glass and stone, across His back, tearing the pure and beautiful skin to shreds. His blood, that pure and beautiful blood, splattered and running, covering sin. His ears, those pure and beautiful ears, hearing denial, curses, and taunts from those who had claimed to have loved Him. His eyes, the pure and beautiful windows to His soul.
His pure and beautiful soul, which He poured out for me.
His love. His pure and beautiful love.
He gave up all He was. All He had.
This day - when the sun would turn to dark.
This day - when it seemed that satan had won. That all God had said, was lost.
This day - is the day - is the beginning of the end.
This day - is the day He became our sacrifice, our hope, when it seemed all was lost.
This day - is the day His blood was shed for me - for my sins.
This day - is the day He died for my sins.
"Not one word failed from all the good words God spoke to the house of Israel.
This day - Everything came out right."