It’s Friday. And I can’t help but wonder how it is that we got here to the events of Calvary?
How is it that the baby whose arrival was heralded by angelic choirs is now a man hanging on perpendicular pieces of wood?
How did the toddler who was worshiped by wise men from afar wind up beaten and rejected?
How did the 12-year-old boy about to become man confound the teachers of the law yet on this day find himself mocked and condemned by the religious leaders?
How is it the God-man who calmed storms, raised the dead, and made 5 loaves and 2 fish enough is now bound by nails at his hands and his feet and is suffocating to death?
It’s Friday. And I can't help but wonder how it is that we wound up here at a cross?