Påsk, mer än bara ägg…

Jesus är uppstånden!

Ja, Han är sannerligen uppstånden!

Det är vad påsken handlar om!

Good friday…or is it?

Yesterday was Good Friday. But in Swedish we call it Long Friday. When I was a child, I had to be calm, wasn’t allowed to play or laugh. It was a day of contemplation. I don’t dislike contemplation, it is needed, but as an adult, knowing what really happened this day, I couldn’t help but feel joy. But after yesterday I’m kinda back where i started. To be calm, not playing or laughing. At the Good Friday-service yesterday my pastor preached about what really happened at the cross. It is so much more than what I had realized. Yes, I know Jesus died for all sin of mankind, but I had no idea what it would mean for Jesus himself. God hates sin. He hates it with wrath and that wrath has to go somewhere. I did not know that when Jesus says (Luke 22:42)

“Father, if thou be willing, remove this cup from me […]”

that it is the reference to the cup of the Lord’s wrath. It says in Jeremiah 25:15

“Thus the Lord, the God of Israel, said to me: Take from my hand this cup of the wine of the wrath, and make all the nations to whom I send you drink it.”

So, Jesus drank that cup of wrath for me, for all of us. He was abandoned by God and cast from heaven. For me. For you. For all of us.

I hear the Savior say,
“Thy strength indeed is small;
Child of weakness, watch and pray,
Find in Me thine all in all.”

Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.

Lord, now indeed I find
Thy pow’r, and Thine alone,
Can change the leper’s spots
And melt the heart of stone.

Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.

And when before the throne
I stand in Him complete,
I’ll lay my trophies down,
All down at Jesus’ feet.

Oh praise the one
who paid my debt
and raised this life
up from the dead