Seven months ago, I took this picture in Nazareth. “Nothing good comes from Nazareth,” the words rang through my head, as I considered the notion of Good Friday.
As an oldest child, I’ve often considered the significance of Passover — not because I fear death, but because I realize how desperately I fall short in my own efforts.
He died so that we could live. In Him there is Life, and Life in abundance!
Sin came into the world in the garden of Eden, when Adam failed to see that he was already like God, created in His image.
The price for Salvation was claimed in the garden of Gethsemane, where Jesus willingly offered himself as Sacrifice in our stead so that Identity could be restored, reconciling us as Sons to the Father.
Today, we can live in that freedom, when we believe in our hearts, and confess with our mouths, that Jesus is Lord — the Son of God — and we shall inherit the Kingdom of Heaven, as co-heirs with Christ.
tetelestai: the debt has been paid in full; it is finished