A couple weeks before Easter 6 years ago I went with John to see the Passion of the Christ. It had just come out in theaters and I was pretty nervous. I knew the Biblical account of the crucifixion and I had heard that the film was pretty graphic. I was right. I sobbed through the whole thing. I came to Christ that week.
John bought the film when it came out on DVD with plans to watch it every Good Friday - to remember what it is that we're remembering. I did the first few years, and I have to say that Easter was even more joyful because the image of what it was that Christ overcame was so fresh in my mind. I don't know if we'll watch it tonight. To be honest I get a little nervous every time we do watch it because it's just so intense. But I do think it's important to realize what our Lord went through because of His unmeasurable love for us.
"How deep the Father's love for us, how vast beyond all measure. That He should give His only Son to make a wretch His treasure. How great the pain of searing loss, the Father turns His face away as wounds which mar the chosen One bring many sons to glory. Behold the Man upon a cross, my sin upon His shoulders... ashamed I hear my mocking voice, call out among the scoffers. It was my sin that held Him there until it was accomplished. His dying breath has brought me life. I know that it is finished. I will not boast in anything... no gifts, no power, no wisdom. But I will boast in Jesus Christ - His death and resurrection. Why should I gain from His reward? I cannot give an answer. But this I know with all my heart - His wounds have paid my ransom."