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Join the Morning Watch – an enduring YMCA invitation to start reading a fresh and inspired First Nations translation of the Bible in a way that will build up a healthy spirit and reinvigorate your faith, hope and love.
Been awhile since you read the Bible?
Sensing a call to renew your spirit?
Not sure what to do different with fueling your faith?
You are invited to start reading a fresh and inspired translation of the New Testament in a way that will build up a healthy spirit and reinvigorate your faith, hope and love.
In the YMCA we call it The Morning Watch, a call to disciplined action for Christians to start their day early and in God’s Word.
The First Nations Version Translation (FNVT) Council has given the world a refreshing and illuminating experience with the New Testament, written in a culturally relevant way, in the traditional heart language of over 6 million English speaking First Nations people of North America.
Consider this invitation: to hear the call of the Great Spirit and pledge to keep The Morning Watch for at least one month – two if you’re open to it.
Use the first 30 minutes of your day in the FNVT of the NT.
Begin and end that time with silence, gratitude, confession and repentance, forgiveness and commitment.
Have a plan for how much you will read each morning and what you will doing with it – journal your reflections or mark up the text or create artwork or memorize verses etc.
Trust that the 30 minutes will fly by!
Believe that these are the best 30 minutes of your day – and the most essential – for connecting with the Great Creator of the Heavens and the Earth – the Source of Courageous Faith amidst insurmountable challenges, of Enduring Hope amidst pervasive despair, and Reconciling Love amidst a broken-hearted world marred by evil but hand-crafted for Good.
Why is the FNVT compelling to me?
Though born in Indiana, and a resident now as an adult since 1992, I grew up as a child in Ontario, next to Lake Huron, and attended school with Chippewa Indian classmates. While both Canada and the USA have disgusting and inexcusable and wicked legacies for their treatment of First Nation communities, Canada is ahead of the USA regarding the core values of honesty and responsibility, respect and caring – and it’s noticeable – or lack of, here in Indiana.
The impulse and experience of the FNVT for me regrounds me, but also displaces me – upends my familiarity with the text, and opens me up to a world and culture of a people oppressed in the name of God – the same God who originally died for them. Oh the irony. Oh the complexity of the story. Oh the faithfulness of the Great Spirit and the reconciliation by the Chosen One.
It’s a simple invitation: buy a copy of the First Nations Version and pledge to keep The Morning Watch. Your YMCA, your church, your family, your community will be grateful.
Click here to learn more about FNVT and how to purchase your copy.
For twenty centuries, women and men from around the Earth somehow keep trusting in God and the resurrected Jesus Christ, a reality and mystery which still shapes how we live and love, how we hope and serve, how we care and lead in this beautiful and heart-breaking world.
That’s the empty tomb.
In Jerusalem.
Inspiring to see, to be reminded that Jesus of Nazareth was dead but is resurrected.
Why?
There’s not a simple answer.
Since it is so profound, it requires faith to grasp, and then barely.
The “why” gets at an existential and fundamental reality about the world and our participation in it with God.
Here’s how old St Paul put it to the carousing Christians in Corinth:
“But Christ has indeed been raised from the dead, the firstfruits of those who have fallen asleep.
For since death came through a man, the resurrection of the dead comes also through a man.
For as in Adam all die, so in Christ all will be made alive. But each in turn:
Christ, the firstfruits; then, when he comes, those who belong to him.
Then the end will come, when he hands over the kingdom to God the Father after he has destroyed all dominion, authority and power.”
/ 1Corinthians 15:20-24 NIV
Not that this explains everything, but it unveils a take on reality that is both jarring but inspiring.
I love how he ends this chapter of the letter:
“Therefore, my dear brothers and sisters, stand firm.
Let nothing move you.
Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.”
1 Corinthians 15:58 NIV
Clearly trusting in God and the resurrected Jesus Christ shapes how we live and love, how we hope and serve, how we care and lead in this beautiful and heart-breaking world.
For me I’m still working out what the “why” means for me – still praying and learning, still trusting, still seeking and striving, still hoping.
Why call it Good Friday when it is a day of grief, of sorrow, of suffering, a day of affliction and transgressions, a day of iniquities and wounds?
Ultimately: Today is God’s Friday. And on His Friday, God turned a Bad Day into a Good day.
But why?
Why is today called Good Friday?
Many years ago my then six year old son said, “Shouldn’t it be called Sad Friday?”
His twin brother suggested that it be called Bad Friday, since Jesus was killed on a cross.
Indeed it was a bad day for God.
His One and Only Son was unjustly condemned, slandered, betrayed, abandoned, tortured, mocked and murdered.
It was a sad day for God; it was a sad Friday for Jesus.
Why call it Good Friday when it is a day of grief, of sorrow, of suffering, a day of affliction and transgressions, a day of iniquities and wounds?
Why call it Good Friday when God’s Son is humbled and crucified for preaching the Good News of God’s Kingdom?
If anything, it should be called God’s Friday.
On it God’s Son was killed by God’s people; they had killed another of God’s Prophets as they had done in centuries past, another of God’s Servants rejected.
On this Day it was God’s Kingdom that was resisted, God’s good News of Deliverance and Salvation of Peace and Righteousness rejected.
God the Father sent His Son to be the New King of Israel; to fulfill that ancient promise to Abraham: “I will bless you, I will make you a blessing, through you I will bless the world.”
Instead, the children of Abraham, Isaac and Israel killed their promised king.
It was a bad Friday for God the Father! Why call it Good Friday when it’s a day marked by violence, rebellion, and defiance? If nothing else, call it God’s Friday, just not Good Friday.
The earliest Christians called today Holy Friday.
Holy carries with it the meaning of set apart, unlike all else; for obvious reasons, today is holy, unlike all other Fridays in all of history.
Today also became known as Great Friday.
Third Station of the Cross, Via Dolorosa, Jerusalem
A tradition developed in early Christianity when every Friday became a Holy Feast Day in remembrance of Christ’s crucifixion.
This day today became known as Great Friday, a distinction from all the other Holy Feast Days.
Holy Friday. Great Friday. Those are some apt and ancient names for today.
Maybe we should reclaim those early titles for today – instead of calling it Good Friday, call it Holy Friday, or Great Friday. But Good Friday?
Here’s how St. Paul describes the significance of that great and holy day:
Who, being in the form of God, did not consider equality with God something to be grasped. Rather, he made himself nothing, By taking the form of a servant Being made in human likeness. And being found in appearance as a human being, He humbled himself By becoming obedient to death Even death on a cross.
Letter to the Church of Philippi
You could say that God’s heart was hammered onto a hardwood tree that day; a day of humiliation and rejection, a morning of deathly brokenness, of shattered bleeding love.
Ninth Station of the Cross, Via Dolorosa, Jerusalem
God suffered on this Friday. God in the flesh was staked to a rough-hewn pole amidst criminals.
On this Friday God the Son who came to serve and save was ripped to shreds. His life and blood pouring out onto the stones on this Friday.
God gave a vision of this many centuries earlier to a prophet who was also rejected and tortured and destroyed in a tree (according to legend). [It is told that on his final day, Isaiah was stuffed into a hollow tree and then sawn in half.]
Isaiah was a servant that suffered. He was the servant of a God who suffered. He was given words to remember about another servant to come who would suffer:
Surely he took up our pain and bore our suffering. Yet we considered him punished by God, stricken by him and afflicted. He was oppressed and afflicted, yet he did not open his mouth. He was led like a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before its shearers are silent, so he did not open his mouth. By oppression and judgment he was taken away, yet who of his generation protested? He was assigned a grave with the wicked, and with the rich in his death. Though he had done no violence, nor was any deceit found in his mouth.
This makes for a Sad Friday. As my son Levi said, “It should be called Bad Friday.” Or at least, instead of Good Friday, God’s Friday.
In German, the day is known as Gottes Freitag. For a nation that predates ours, they carry the tradition of calling today God’s Friday.
But it also seems that some in Germany long ago referred to today as Gute Freitag.
Gute carries with it the meaning of Benevolence, Charity, Kindness, Goodness.
And so it seems the tradition of suggests calling today Goodness Friday or Sacrificial Kindness Friday.
Ultimately: Today is God’s Friday. And on His Friday, God turned a Bad Day into a Good day.
As we read the sorrowful story in the Gospel According to Luke, amidst the words of grief and paragraphs of pain, there is a simple, stunning line from God’s Son that transforms God’s Friday into a Good Friday:
Two other men, both criminals, were also led out with them to be executed. When they came to the place of The Skull, they were crucified him there, along with the criminals – one on his right, the other on his left. And Jesus whispered amidst his tears groans: Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.
He’s not supposed to be there, between two brigands.
Jesus was a good man. He brought good news. He was good news. He healed the sick, fed the hungry, befriended the poor, lifted up the lame, set sinners free, generously gave away faith, hope, and love.
It can’t be a good day when God’s good Son is unjustly put to death. But even amidst the torture and agony and pain, God’s Good Son lets his body:
Be pierced for our transgressions, Be crushed for our iniquities. He bore the sin of many and made intercession for the transgressors.
Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.
This is the Father’s Friday. For those that believe, trust, accept, want it, today can be a God’s Goodness Friday.
How would someone know that you believed that today is a Good Friday?
How would someone know that you trusted in the Father’s Forgiveness?
How would someone know that you believed that on Good Friday the Father laid on his Son the iniquity of us all?
How would someone know you want today to be a Good Friday?
They would know it when they hear you whisper those same words of Jesus on the cross amidst your own sorrow and suffering. “Father, forgive them, they do not know what they are doing.”
When you are afflicted and crushed, we’ll know you believe God’s Friday is a Good Friday when you whisper the words of God’s Son.
Why is today called Good Friday?
Because one by one, Christians quietly choose to respond with God’s good forgiveness when we are sinned against – like what our Father in Heaven did for us on that day long ago.
It’s always been God’s Friday.
Through our response to the Father’s forgiveness, our lives, our words, our forgiving just as God forgave us – this will become the best answer to the annual question: Why is today called Good Friday?
