Archive for April 6, 2012

Good Friday…why do we call today “good” Friday, when on this day we remember the pain and the agony Christ suffered for us when He died on a cross.

It’s a fabulous Friday simply because of that pain and agony Christ suffered for us when He died on a cross. After all, as I’ve said already this last week, if Jesus hasn’t been born, if He hadn’t been crucified and if He hadn’t risen from the dead, there would be no Easter, and we would not have been forgiven of all our sins.

His Hands by Kenneth Cope
 
His hands tools of creation
Stronger than nations
Power without end
And yet through them we find our truest friend
His hands sermons of kindness
Healing men’s blindness
Halting years of pain
Children waiting to be held again
 
His hands would serve his whole life though
Showing man what hands might do
Giving, ever giving, endlessly
Each day was filled with selflessness
And I’ll not rest until I make up my hands what they could be
’til these hands become like those from Galilee
 
His hands lifting a leper
Warming a beggar
Calling back the dead
Breaking bread, five thousand fed
His hands
Hushing contention
Pointing to heaven
Ever free of sin
Then bidding man to follow him
 
His hands would serve his whole life though
Showing man what hands might do
Giving, ever giving, endlessly
Each day was filled with selflessness
And I’ll not rest until I make up my hands what they could be
’til these hands become like those from Galilee
 
His hands clasped in agony
As he lay pleading,
Bleeding in the garden
While just moments away
Other hands betray him
Out of greed, shameful greed
And then his hands are trembling
Straining to carry the beam that they’ve been led to
As he stumbles through the streets
Heading towards the hill on which he died
He would die
They take his hands,
His mighty hands,
Those gentle hands
And then they pierce them, they pierce them
He lets them, because of love
From birth to death was selflessness
And clearly now I see Him
With his hands calling to me
And though I’m not yet as i would be
He has shown me how i could be
I will make my hands like those from Galilee

Powerful, powerful words in this song. The words of which reminds us that Christ lives a selfless life and His hope for each one of us, is that His life, and His death, will not have been in vain.

Let’s give our lives for Christ today, by kneeling at the foot of His cross, and giving our hearts and our whole life to God.