I’m sitting in my office working on a devotion to share with the families in my church this Holy Week. I’ve been reading through a devotional book for children, Thoughts to Make Your Heart Sing, from Zonderkidz. I love this particular entry:
Just before he died, Jesus shouted from the cross, “It is finished!”
What was finished?
Jesus was saying:
Everything you need to come back home to God,
Everything you need to be free and happy in God,
Everything you need to live forever, I’ve done it all!
It wasn’t a cry of defeat. It was a shout of victory. The great work of rescuing was finished!
There is now nothing you can do to make God love you more—and nothing you can do to make him love you less.
It is finished!
“Thanks be to God for his indescribable gift!” 2 Corinthians 9:15
This week I join with Christians all over the world in observing the traditions of Holy Week. Tomorrow I will gather with my church family to share the Lord’s Supper and remember the last meal Jesus shared with his disciples. I will think about he taught them, even then, to love one another—not with words, but by example.
On Friday, I will pause to consider the magnitude of what happened on the cross, the sheer weight of what Jesus did for me. I will reflect on his death—the pain and cruelty he endured—not out of guilt, but with sincere gratitude for the price he paid.
And on Sunday, I will gather back here. Children will be dressed in hats and pretty pastel dresses. And we will celebrate. We will celebrate that the women found the stone rolled away and the tomb empty. We will celebrate victory over death and redemption from pain. We will celebrate hope and connection and grace. We will celebrate that what was once lost and broken can be made new. We will celebrate the story of God.
This Holy Week, let’s remember these words that Jesus spoke from the cross: It is finished.
And it was. Everything changed in that moment. When I send this devotion to my families, I’ll challenge them to take some time this week to reflect on what God has done, and I think our challenge is the same. Don’t let this week pass you by—the darkness of Good Friday nor the dancing and singing that comes with Easter morning. Everything changed. Let’s stop and notice.