but today, good friday, there is heaviness. the celebration will come, but now their is mourning and lament and reflection. reflection and sorrow over my own sin and filth that put Him on that cross and made Him bleed. my brokenness crushed thorns into the Lord's head. my shame put a nail through His flesh. my dark habits and "it's okays" and "no one has to knows" cut His skin with a whip. and so did yours and that's hard and heavy. i'm humbled today. brought low to my knees in awe of this sacrifice. of this single greatest act of love in human history. we'll celebrate big and joyfully this weekend, but i think for now it's okay that there are tears, too.
i want to encourage you, friend, to enter into lament and mourning. i know that kinda sounds like the last thing anyone wants to do, but when we understand the weight behind why Christ did what He did, then we can understand what love even is and understand the joy and celebration that follows.
give matthew 26-28 a read sometime this weekend and let yourself respond to whatever the Spirit prompts. after all, we live for a LIVING, moving, stirring God.