He took our bad, and replaced it with his good. This Friday is good.
How blest shall be, Eternally
Who oft in faith will ponder
Why the glorious Prince of life
Should be buried yonder.
O Jesus blest, My Help and Rest,
With tears I now entreat you:
Make me love you to the last
Till in heaven I greet you.
— “Oh, Darkest Woe,” CW 137:4-5.
The colors and light in the photograph are soft and heavenly because the harsh cross that Christ endured is the way to heaven. Good Friday is the way to Resurrection Sunday.
“It is finished!”