Day Thirty-Nine // April 10 // Abandoned to God (Good Friday) “Good Friday is not about us trying to ‘get right with God.’ It is about us entering the difference between God and humanity and just touching it for a moment. Touching the shimmering sadness of humanity’s insistence that we can be our own gods, that we can be pure and allpowerful.” – Nadia Bolz-Weber, Accidental Saints: Finding God in All the Wrong People –
Great poetry and the cadence of angels capture the joy of resurrection. On Good Friday, words escape. We cannot bear to look at the Son of God suspended between heaven and earth. We cannot really imagine the horror. The pain. The shame. The sins of humanity crushing the brow of our Jesus. After the searing agony of those hours, He utters: “Father, into your hands I commend my spirit” (Luke 23:46). And with those words, He breathes His last breath and abandons His earthly life to God. What does is mean for us to be still and touch this moment? To realize beyond all our agendas, pretense and hypocrisy that we can’t save ourselves. That
