Good Friday, for me. Darkness and gloom and wrath for Jesus.
Good Friday, for me. Pain and suffering and mockery for Jesus.
Good Friday, for me. Forsaken torment and crushing judgment for Jesus.
Good Friday, not Easy Friday, Indifferent Friday, Tolerant Friday, or Santa Claus Friday.
Good Friday, because all of the judgment that I invited by my sin came crashing down on Jesus.
All of the goodness, love, generosity, and divine affection that He invited by His righteousness, comes crashing down on me.
Good Friday, indeed. With tears, and joy.