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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.
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.
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?
A devotion for all who are weary, who still strive to love, care and serve as the hands and heart of Jesus; and a message for our YMCA Childcare Services leaders who show up morning and afternoon to build character and a hoping spirit in our young school-age students.
First: thank you.
Thanks for your servant-leadership to our students and their families each morning and afternoon.
To all who invest in the spirit, mind and body of our school-age children and youth: thank you.
The following is a morning devotion written for our YMCA of Greater Fort Wayne Childcare Services Staff to start off their half-day training event.
May it be an encouragement for all who care for and serve children in our schools; even though it is a bleak winter and everyone feels stretched too far – don’t weary, be hoping.
This morning as I read through the Hebrew Scriptures and the prophet Isaiah (40:27:31) – and as I reflected on the challenging situations of our childcare leaders, Bobby McFerrin and his catchy tune got stuck in my head: Don’t Worry, Be Happy.
I wondered what it would be like to mash the two lyrics together: Don’t Weary, Be Hoping.
What do you think?
For me it grounded the chirpy sweet song in the promises of The LORD, the everlasting God, Creator of the Heavens and the Earth – who sees you in your weariness, sees you caring for children, sees you striving to do good, and reminds us: the weary who hope in the LORD will renew their strength.
Now that the song is stuck in your head, and as you read slowly through the poetic promise of God, if you were going to be vulnerable for a moment: what’s been making you weary?
And what would it look like for you to trust the Lord with it, to turn the complaint into hopeful expectation?
As one who cares for children, even when you’re weary, the words of Jesus can be a comfort and inspiration, helping you transform that complaint into a hopeful expectation.
And in particular his perspective on the young ones in our midst (the ones who can make us weary and cause much complaining):
Jesus has a unique take on being with children: we ought to become more like them.
Taking Jesus’ instructions to heart, for you: in their best moments, what is it about the children in your care that you want to imitate more?
As leaders we can’t escape from the complaints people make about us, and we’ll always be tempted to complain about others; but: what would we tell kids in our care if they were complaining a little too much?
As leaders, our work is about influence and responsibility, sacrifice and perseverance; but it’s also about love, joy, peace, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness – and it’s this fruit of the Spirit that we can learn from the little children.
When you reflect on the love, joy and peace that Jesus brings to the little children in his care – and that can include you – how might that begin to transform the weariness you carry in your spirit, mind and body?
Thank you for loving, caring and serving the children and youth in your midst, thank you for your leadership and influence, your sacrifices and perseverance – especially in these wearisome times.
Thank you for being there for them, for showing up, for your humility and vulnerability, your listening ear and playful spirit; and may the Lord continually renew your strength, all you who remember: don’t weary, be hoping.
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Dear Y.M.C.A. ::
Can we shine a light on the ways Christians can intentionally and inclusively strengthen the presence of Christ in the Y?
What if we gauged how well we are doing by listening to those who see the world differently than us?
Does it matter that we might see the world through different cultural lens and experience reality through different dimensions of diversity?
Can we still celebrate the complexity?
Can we and keep enduring together in a creative and sacrificial way?
Can we keep striving together towards flourishing for all?
This past week a member of our Central Branch YMCA passed away, he had been a member of the Y for over 80 years. What changes he must have seen in our organization! It makes my almost six years with the YMCA seem like a drop in the bucket.
When Phil joined the Y as a kid eight decades ago in Fort Wayne, we were much smaller, only in the urban part of the city, and had a very different logo from the one we have now.
Maybe we take for granted how much the world changed in the past eighty years, how tumultuous the eighty years prior to that had been, and even now we feel like the next eighty might be full of even more rapid change.
Somehow through the past seventeen decades of unprecedented historical and global upheavals, the YMCA has endured, adapted, and found ways to survive and serve their community successfully.
But like with any significant institution, there is a regular need to patch up our foundations, to nourish our roots, to remember how we got started, and both celebrate the origins story but also seriously contemplate how we embody it in these days, vigorously reflect on what is the kernel of truth and reality that we hold on to from our past and how does it become a cornerstone for future construction of our mission, how it becomes new seeds for a new harvest of faith, hope and love among millions more members.
Here’s a brief example of how the letters of our name – Y.M.C.A. – demonstrate a way we can honestly and respectfully remember and honor our origins, while at the same time revealing a starting point for how we have come to try – and failed – to responsibly care for all in our community.
Y.M.
Y.M. : Young Men – the origins of our organization in 1844 industrial London is the story of 22 year old George Williams and eleven other young men who felt burdened for the lost and struggling co-workers in their drapery factory and their resolve to do something about it.
C.
C. : George and his friends were Christian young men, British Protestant evangelicals – some from the Anglican tradition and others from the Presbyterian, Methodist and Dissenters – but they all held a common loyalty to Jesus Christ and felt called to not only save the souls of the other men like them in the factory, but to rescue them from dark abodes and illiteracy, from the vice-full saloons and fatherlessness, from despair to a new Christian mission and purpose for their life.
A.
A. : the Association work of Williams and the others was strengthened and nourished by their friendship, their commitment to associate on a regular schedule for each others encouragement and growth in Christian faith and wisdom – this in age of displacement, emigration, urban-industrialism, cultural upheaval, and economic disparity.
Some reflections on what this can mean for today:
Y. : youth-development is a key word for the purpose and existence of our organization – out of all the different ages of people we serve in a community, we know that most branches brag the most about their youth work, that without young people in the Y we’d have a too-quiet place that would feel like its not living up to its calling as the Y.
But, we have also vigorously pursued adults of every age – from the early decades of the Y’s existence – the young men in their twenties who started the Y became seasoned leaders in their 40’s and then 60’s, all along the way adapting the purpose and programs of the Y for older and older men.
And also younger men, eventually – almost literally inventing – teen mentoring and programs for all children.
We are nothing without our youth, we will never be able to live up to our name if we abandon youth-work or falter in our commitment to transform the lives of young-people – but we also know that we must serve adults of every age – especially the ones who directly affect the future of our youth.
M. : it was men laboring in the monotony of the drapery factory, verging on despair, who resolved to help out their fellow man through prayer, friendship, Christian religious activity, and social responsibility.
Even in those first decades Christian women were drawn to this work – of coming alongside men in the dark and helping them see the light, and then also finding ways for lifting up women who were lost and struggling.
The conversation has been ongoing since those early days: the ways that women are an essential part of the YMCA – a companionship and collaboration that has needed constant care, honest reflection, respectful apologies, and responsible maturing.
The YMCA has a legacy it ought to leverage for what it has learned along the way for how men and women can lead, care and serve together – not because it was perfect, but because they allowed critique, they put themselves in a position where the inequities could not be ignored and those with a fire in their bones would not let it drop, and kept the struggle going for more caring and honest mutuality, more respect by men for women who also shared the responsibility of our mission as the Y.
It’s not a surprise that there were/are those in the Y that resist the role of women in our organization, what we ought not to take for granted is those who persevered nonetheless.
C. : it is obvious that if not for the Protestant Christian faith and God’s calling of George Williams and his eleven friends, our Y.M.C.A. organization would have never gotten started.
No amount of downplaying the role of religion in society can undo the foundations that Christianity provides for the YMCA.
It is a massive foundation for what we have been building since 1844; the roots run deep and tenaciously grip the ground for the mighty YMCA tree that has been reaching into the skies these past seventeen decades.
Rather than making religion and Christianity a scapegoat for what ails us as a society, what if we found a way to be more responsibly honest about our evangelical Christian beginnings and foundation, and then respectfully and care-fully critique it while also gleaning the abundant wisdom that is there for the unprecedented challenges we face in the century ahead – a future that will always have vibrant religion- but will it also have Christian peacemakers and religious bridge-builders?
The YMCA has a national and global heritage of forging reconciliation and understanding between the many different kinds of Christian traditions as well as between the global faith-traditions.
If we drop the “C” in our name, if we choose to forget where we came from, we drain ourselves of the energy and identity the world needs from the Y right now – an organization with a Christian legacy and roots that uniquely works for peace among the intensely religious leaders and families of our community – for there will always be those who foment violence and use religion to hurt people – but where will the Y be on this urgent reality?
There are so many inclusive Christian Y leaders working hard every day to help us fulfill our mission that includes “building healthy spirit, mind and body for all” – rather than focusing on Christians who are perceived or vocal about their resistance to being “for all” what if we focused on all of the inclusive Christians that are doing this hard work everyday – and rather than make the “C” an object of division it became a sign of our humble and noble calling to serve everyone with sacrificial love?
What could Christians in the Y do to help their case?
Instead of pressing for more privileges or complaining about perceived restrictions, just do the best you can to bless everyone you are with in the Y and the community, do it out of your loyalty to Christ Jesus and for the joy of all who are in your sphere of influence.
Christians must learn how to honestly but responsibly live out their faith in public – not only amongst different kinds of Christians (ie Protestants and Catholics, liberals and conservatives, charismatic and liturgical, etc) but also respectfully and caringly with those of of there faith traditions – like our Jewish and Muslim family, our Buddhist and Hindu family, and many more. What could that look like?
A. : for all of our Associations, America is still one of the loneliest countries in the world, we more depressed and isolated than almost any other nation – rugged individualism for too many has become ruts of self-absorption.
Community leaders have been crying out at the lack of volunteers who are needed in our schools and local governments to help ensure safety and sustainability for all – schools are desperate for positive school involvement – youth sports needs coaches – neighbors need each other – but instead of associations that build our communities up we struggle to overcome the temptation of isolation and selfishness.
The A in our name – our ability and actions of associating and organizing can be an asset for constructively and creatively bringing together diverse groups of people that strengthens neighborhoods and friendships – or it can be a way for us to make money off of programs and keep our buildings open, but be cut off from the need in our community for organizations to nourish the coming together of people that empowers flourishing for all.
Many non-profits learn that if you have a money problem, it’s because you have a mission problem – mission drift often results from focusing on how to get more money to do more mission; the solution is spending more time with the people we are serving and serving with and continually adapting our resources to their benefit, their capacity for freedom and empowerment, lifting up their strengths and abilities so that they have the support they need to envision even more ways we can associate that nourishes flourishing for all.
What happens when millions more people associate with the the Y.M.C.A. but don’t cleanly fit in with the Y, with the M, with the C, and with the A?
Every organization that grows rapidly has to continually discuss and adapt how to keep their core while also expanding who they are for – and at the heart of the Y.M.C.A. is a worthy origins story – and legendary heros – that our world needs to benefit from today more than ever – but not in a restrictive way, but in an open way, since that was marked their life too – always reaching out to “take the stranger by the hand” and bring them closer so that they become neigbhors, friends, and co-laborers in our work.
When older members complain about the unruly youth in our branch, though we are tempted to come down hard on those teens, what we know we really ought to do is invite those easily-irritated grown ups to draw closer to these young adults that are acting up in order to get attention – that is why the Y is here – to draw closer to the teens who need it most.
When men in the organization think to highly of themselves, when they are too guarded or prideful, when their competition and work-a-holic attitudes get in the way of the true mission of the YMCA, do we castigate the men and seek to replace them or engage them and confront them and lovingly draw close in order to help them mature?
When men in the Y get pouty and passive-aggressive, when they get easily offended and complaining, when they get self-absorbed or melancholy, does that mean we look down on them or draw closer?
Just as there will always be a central role for youth in the YMCA, so there will always be a central role for men.
What about when Christians in our movement get in the way of equity and inclusion?
What about Christians who you know are bigoted and prejudiced?
What about Christians who seem to resist change and are uncomfortable with diversity?
What about Christians who get on your nerves and easily offend you?
And what about all the inclusive Christians who are quietly doing the work of youth development, healthy living and social responsibility in a caring, honest, respectful and resonsibile way?
What about all the Christians that are at the fore-front of the YMCA becoming an anti-racist and multi-cutulral organization?
There have always been Christians in the YMCA who have resisted change and inclusion; but there have always been Christians who have fomented the change for greater diversity, inclusion and equity – so many of them are among the leaders that have helped us continue not only learn how to be “for all” but more importantly “with all.”
What about branches that have forgotten how to work together?
What about associations that disregard neighboring associations?
What about parts of our movement that seem to be against others?
What happens when there are divisions in our movement between big city associations and small town branches?
What happens when diverse community branches are misunderstood by mono-culture branches?
What happens when financially successful associations and branches turn their back on struggling ones?
As an association, we have so many ways we’ve failed each other – mostly because we are all too human; but we also have amazing stories of resiliency and sacrifice for each other across our country and the world.
What would it look like for more of our alliances in the USA movement to become stronger – not only for our most vulnerable branches and associations, but also for global movements that we are called to love, serve and care? Thank God we already have examples of this happening!
What if our associating efforts not only deepen our ability to engage the most broken communities in our regions, but also connect us to the most hurting places across the world?
What if our associations continued to enter into difficult relationships in order to learn from each other humbly, repenting as often as needed, and demonstrating a sacrificial love that our neighbors and world so desperately need, and that was a model for George Williams and his friends when they started building the foundation of the Y.M.C.A.
Dear Y.M.C.A. :: let’s shine a light on the ways Christians can intentionally and inclusively strengthen the presence of Christ in the Y. How? We can gauge how well we are doing by listening to those who see the world differently than us – and though we might see the world through different cultural lens and experience reality through different dimensions of diversity we can still celebrate the complex and enduring, creative and sacrificial ways we together keep striving towards flourishing for all.