Good Friday: Death & The Great Unraveling.

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Hey, friends. It’s Good Friday. The air feels heavy, doesn’t it? Like the world is holding its breath, caught in the tension of a moment that’s both brutal and beautiful. Today, we’re sitting with the cross, with death, with the great unraveling of everything we thought we knew. And I’m not gonna lie—it’s messy. But it’s also where the real stuff happens.

Let’s start here: Good Friday isn’t just a day on the calendar. It’s a collision. It’s God stepping into the chaos of human brokenness, staring death in the face, and saying, “You don’t get the last word.” But before we rush to the resurrection, let’s pause. Let’s feel the weight of this moment. Because something profound happens when everything falls apart.

Think about it. Jesus on the cross—arms stretched wide, body broken, crying out, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” This isn’t just a historical event; it’s a mirror. It’s the moment where every ounce of human pain, every betrayal, every fear of abandonment, every question about whether God is even there—it all gets absorbed into the heart of God. The cross is where the threads of our tidy little lives start to unravel, and we’re left with the raw, unfiltered truth: death is real. Suffering is real. And yet, love is more real.

But here’s the thing: we don’t like unraveling, do we? We want to keep it together. We want our plans to work, our faith to be neat, our lives to make sense. Good Friday says, “Nope. Not today.” It’s the day that forces us to look at the places where we’re clinging too tightly, where we’re avoiding the pain, where we’re pretending we’ve got it all figured out. It’s the day that whispers, “Let it go. Let it fall apart. Because that’s where the new thing begins.”

I’m thinking about my own life as I write this. There’s this moment a few years back—maybe you’ve got one too—where everything I thought I knew about God, about myself, about what “success” looks like, just… crumbled. I was sitting in my office, staring at a stack of sermon notes that felt hollow, and I realized I was terrified of letting go. Terrified of admitting I didn’t have the answers. But in that unraveling, in that death of my need to control, something broke open. I started to see God in the mess, in the questions, in the silence.

Good Friday is like that. It’s the death of our illusions. It’s the moment where we’re invited to stop running from the pain and just sit with it. Because here’s the wild, upside-down truth: the cross shows us that death isn’t the end. It’s the doorway. It’s the place where God says, “I’m here. In the worst of it. I’m here.”

So, let’s get real for a second. What’s unraveling in your life right now? What’s the thing you’re holding onto so tightly that your knuckles are white? Maybe it’s a relationship that’s fraying, a dream that’s dying, a version of yourself you’re afraid to let go of. What if Good Friday is an invitation to stop fighting the unraveling and trust that something new is being woven in the wreckage?

Here are a few questions to chew on as you sit with this day:

• What’s the “death” you’re afraid of facing in your life right now? Is it a literal loss, a change, or maybe the death of an old way of thinking?
• Where do you see God in the unraveling moments of your story? Can you look back and spot the threads of grace in the mess?
• What would it look like to trust that love gets the last word, even when everything feels like it’s falling apart? How might that change the way you move through this day, this season?

Friends, Good Friday isn’t the end of the story, but it’s a crucial part. It’s the part where we learn that God doesn’t shy away from the dark. God enters it. God transforms it. So today, let’s not rush past the cross. Let’s stand here, in the shadow of death, and let the great unraveling do its work. Because on the other side? There’s life. More life than we can imagine.

With you in the mess,
Pastor Scott

What’s unraveling for you today? Drop a comment below or just sit with these questions in your heart. Let’s hold space for the holy work of Good Friday together.