Good Friday Side Notes
The sun dipped low and orange behind the softening woods. My feet found their way to the creek, treading listlessly through the jumbles of overwintered grass hinting towards green.
What to write about Good Friday?
Even on this ordinary miraculous spring evening, words and opinions about earthly topics of cedar and sparrows seemed blunt instruments, some rough imposition of will that would ruin what is true and good, making me of the World as well as in it.
A my will be done. That’s a dangerous game to play.
We know what happened then, at its extreme, almost two thousand years ago.
This doesn’t require any religious affiliation, only a political and historical observation.
You know that old chestnut some days you’re the hammer, some days you’re the nail.
Call it “Good Friday Side Notes”: Besides the big thing, it’s also the inevitable outcome of the imposition of human will, an eternal collision of the World versus something More, and a never-ending ebb and flow of darkness and Light. It’s happening now as it was then, as we all chant #FreeBarabbas in vicious digital delight and even the saints flee with mumbled denials, we crash into the realization that it’s all human will can ever accomplish. In a new light, as long as we ourselves remain in charge, some days we’re the persecuting hammer, and some days we’re the corroding nail.
I’m off to shut up and listen.
–Josh
