Good Friday Thoughts

Fitting that my reading this morning should include Isaiah 53.  Fitting to read these words on Good Friday:

But he was wounded for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with his stripes we are healed.  
Isaiah 53:5

A lot of emotion comes with contemplating the significance of this day.  Many men and women more eloquent than I have written words of wonder, amazement, grief, and gratitude.  These are some of my favorite:

My sin, oh, the bliss, oh the glorious thought, 
My sin, not in part, but the whole, 
Is nailed to the Cross and I bear it no more, 
Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord, oh my soul!
-Horatio Spafford


And as my precious little gift calls out to me from the other room that nap time is officially over, I'll carry these thoughts with me as I go about this {sunny, beautiful} Good Friday.

Thank You for the cross.