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Today is Good Friday, the traditional date when we commemorate the crucifixion of Jesus Christ. Given that, what is good about Good Friday?

Johnny Hart graphically captures the answer to that question with these images:

 

Before I share a poem about a follower of Jesus traveling through a dark valley of despair and into a light-filled life of hope, I invite you to read the account of the trial, crucifixion, and resurrection of the Lord Jesus in at least one of the Gospel accounts. Here are the references and links: Matthew 27-28; Mark 15-16; Luke 23-24; and John 19-20.

A nail

A Roman nail lies on my desk. It is a nail much like those used to crucify the Lord Jesus.

The nail is accurately dated no later than 86 A.D. It is from Scotland, where a Roman fortress used to stand.  

The fortress, called Inchtuthill (Inch-too-till), was constructed about 82 A.D. However, it was soon dismantled in 86 A.D. when the occupying force, the Legio XX Valeria Victrix, withdrew. You can learn more about this site by clicking here.

In the 1950s, Sir Ian Richmond excavated the site of the fortress.

A large pit was found containing more than 750,000 iron nails and other iron objects weighing a total of ten tonnes. The pit was elaborately concealed, and the troops almost certainly buried the nails and ironwork to deny them to the local tribes when the Romans left. It is one of those nails that lies on my desk.

As I handled that 1st Century nail and felt its rough hardness, I wondered what happened to the nails used to crucify our Lord. 

Each nail was a small piece of iron shaped and used by the Empire of Rome. 

  • Who mined the ore?
  • Who smelted the iron and made the nail?
  • Whose hands held the nail and drove it through His unresisting flesh?
  • What happened to the nail?

From these musings, I wrote a poem. It begins with a follower of Jesus in despair and ends on a note of hope

A poem

Beaten, bruised, broken by force of Empire;

            Pierced through with pain of spirit—if not flesh

In darkness, the saint’s exhausted head sinks low …

                                    ____

A sweating slave deep within Empire’s dark cave 

            Rips ore from heart of Heaven’s earth.

The mindless forge then forces flame

            To melt and draw the iron.

 

Cold ingot thrust unfeeling into heat,

            Compelled to take its shape by cruel design.

Cold again—a pointed spike—the Empire’s mindless tool awaits.

 

Calloused hands and hearts grasp unresisting hand. 

            The Empire’s point pierces through His willing flesh.

Bruised and bleeding in darkness He dies.

            Empire’s aspirations arrive at the threshold of eternity.

 

Torn from His lifeless body,

            A senseless spike removed declares Empire’s release.

Discarded—it drops to dirt unseen, 

            Its duty done.

 

The King of Heaven then laid to rest,

            A trophy in Empire’s dark cave.

Remorseless to the end,

            It seals his sole escape.

 

Then, against Empire's plan and power,

Deep within the darkened cave

            bursts forth a beam of light.

From the silence of the tomb

            erupts a shout of victory.

While there unseen upon the ground

            That spike—with shame—its bloody rust

                        creeps back into the earth.

                                    ____

Something warm within the saint’s darkness stirs –

            The glimmerings called ‘Hope.’

Expressing light upon His throne

            My King invites me to reach out—of pain—

                        caress the print upon His palm— 

                                    a sign of victory.

A Message  

“Remember how he told you … ‘The Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, be crucified and on the third day be raised again’” (Luke 24:6-7).

He has risen!

 

Photo Credits: “Hand of an extraordinary man” by J. Rafael Pintos-Lopez (2007) from his website at http://rafaelpintoslopez.com/eng/. 

The “Good Friday” and “He is risen” images are from the B.C. (comic strip) by Johnny Hart (1931-2007).

The Roman nail is by Paul Garland via Compfight cc.

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