On this solemn day, we remember a moment of profound sorrow and eternal significance. A sword pierced Mary’s heart as she watched her son, Jesus of Nazareth, unjustly condemned and crucified. The Sanhedrin—the upper circle of Jewish religious authority—and the temple elders believed they had triumphed. To them, Jesus was silenced, and their authority preserved.
His disciples, shattered by grief, believed the mission had ended in despair. The hope that once burned bright in Galilee seemed extinguished beneath the shadow of the cross.
And yet, the truth of Jesus—the truth of love, humility, justice, and mercy—did not die on that hill at Golgotha. While the Sanhedrin and the temple elite continued for a time in their worldly prominence, meting out the law as they saw fit, a different kind of justice was unfolding.
Decades later, history turned. The great temple in Jerusalem, once the pride of the Pharisees and Sadducees, was reduced to ashes. The religious hierarchy that had once condemned prophets now faded into silence. No Pharisee or Sadducee ever again walked through the temple courts to condemn and control. Jerusalem, once crowned in ritual glory, stood without its altar—its center covered in the dust of time.
But the teachings of Jesus, the crucified Jew, spread far beyond the boundaries of Jerusalem. His words were planted in the hearts of the humble, the broken, and the seeking. Today, his message is remembered in thousands of altars, spoken in every tongue, and lived through acts of love and forgiveness across the world.
This Good Friday, let us not simply mourn. Let us be still. Let us remember that God's justice is not swift or boastful, but just and eternal.
May our hearts remain open, our spirits humble, and our lives shaped by the love of the one who gave everything, not to conquer, but to redeem.
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