Good Friday School, With a Heavy Heart

Today, we approached school by totally not schooling. It's Good Friday, and as is the tradition in our home, we do not do academic subjects. Instead, we turn our focus on the sacrifice Jesus made for us: death on a cross.

For Bible study, we've been making our way through the Gospel according to Matthew. This morning, we read through the account in Chapters 26 and 27: Jesus being seized in the garden of Gethsemane, Him being beaten and spat upon at Caiaphas' house, Peter denying Him three times, Jesus being led to Pilate, Judas committing suicide, Jesus being accused and scourged, Simon of Cyrene being compelled to carry His cross, Roman soldiers making a mockery of Him, and Him hanging there on a cross because of my sin. . .

Oh, how He loves me! What a mighty God we serve!

As my children took in this Gospel message, my heart felt as though it would burst. I get heavy this time of year, every year. The deeper I dig, the more I align my heart with His, the higher He takes me, the more the Spirit tweaks at my understanding of the burden Jesus bore on the cross for me.

I am overwhelmed, the tears flow, and the kids wonder. . .

I tell them that they'll have to excuse Mommy. The gravity of Jesus selfless act is not lost on me. Oh, how I pray and yearn for their little hearts to make those connections. I know it comes in time, it comes with hearing the Word, it comes by living and testing and trials, it comes by maturing in faith.

With tears choked back, I move forward in our day. We listened to this song and this one, and watched this video, while the kids created something to remember Good Friday.

"Lots of Crosses"
-3 year old 
"A King on a Cross"
"A Crown of Thorns"
"Darkness Covered the Land and The Three Crosses"

By this time, Husband came home early from work and the kids were babbling with excitement to him about what we did this morning. This gave me a moment to I slip away to my "secret closet" (translated: laundry room or garage) and let the tears flow. I stand it awe of a selfless Savior who died for me. I could never repay the debt I owe.

Now from the sixth hour until the ninth hour there was darkness over all the land. And about the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying, "Eli, Eli lama sabachthani?" that is, "My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?" . . .
And Jesus cried out again with a loud voice, and yielded up His spirit.
Then, behold, the veil of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom; and the earth quaked, and the rocks were split. . .
So when the centurion and those with him, who were guarding Jesus, saw the earthquake and the things that happened, they feared greatly, saying, "Truly this was the Son of God!"
-Matthew 27:45-46, 50-51, 54


  1. Beautiful, Stacie! Absolutely beautiful ❤ . I stand in awe as well, and am so very, very thankful His blood has cleansed me. Your children will most definitely arise and call you blessed 😊

    1. Iris, thank you; you're so sweet!
      Oh, yeah, our God is so think of all He's done is just breathtaking.
      Have a happy Easter!

  2. I understand what you are saying Stacie. I feel the same way. My heart breaks at the pain my sin caused my Dear Savior to suffer. Praise God that because of his death and resurrection I will someday be with him in heaven. Happy Easter to you and your family.

    1. That's it right there, Jennifer: praise God not only for His sacrificial death, but also for His resurrection! And, to know we will behold Him face to face one day.....praise the Lord!
      Have a happy Easter!

  3. I can truly empathize with you Stacie! As I am drawing nearer to my Father, he is drawing nearer to me. My heart swells with gratitude and praise.

    The children's drawings are sooo cute(: Thank you for sharing!!

    1. Yes, yes. I hear you, Gertha! I love how the Father responds to us by drawing near us when seek Him. I hope you and your family had a wonderful Easter!!


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