From Moriah to Golgotha – It Is Finished

This morning, I had a time of deep reflection on the events of Good Friday—the day we remember Jesus dying on the cross. It’s a moment in history that echoes throughout eternity. On this day, the offspring of the woman spoken of in Genesis 3 crushes the head of the serpent once and for all.

Yes, you read that correctly.

Just after sin entered the world, God spoke of Jesus and His ultimate victory over sin. He already had a plan. Our perfect Lamb, slain for us, to make us clean.

Yesterday, I wrote of Jesus’ last words and His time with the disciples at the Last Supper. During the washing of feet in John 13:7, Jesus said, “You do not realize now what I am doing, but later you will understand.” When Peter protests, “You shall never wash my feet,” Jesus responds, “Unless I wash you, you have no part with me.”

Jesus must indeed wash us—not just the dirt from our flesh, but the sin from our souls. We need His washing every day.

This day has been pointed to throughout all of Scripture.

In Genesis 22, Abraham is tested when asked to sacrifice his only son, Isaac. He is told to go to Moriah and make the walk with his son to what appears to be a sacrificial death. In verse 6, Abraham places the wood for the sacrifice on Isaac’s back—just as Jesus was made to carry His wooden cross to Golgotha.

Isaac, in verse 7, notices the wood and fire, but asks, “Where is the lamb?”
Abraham responds, “God Himself will provide the lamb.”

Indeed, He does.

Jesus—God in the flesh, the Word made manifest—supplies Himself as our holy and eternal sacrifice on this day. God chose this very place to test Abraham, and again chose this very place to provide the ultimate provision. On the mountain of the Lord, He provided all we would ever need.

Today, I found myself looking at this from another angle—from the lens of the Father.

Was the cross harder for the Son… or for the Father?

As a father myself, I believe it would be impossible to sacrifice one of my sons to save others from what they rightly deserve. Could you pour out that much grace, so abundantly, to shield others from their just punishment?

I couldn’t.

But God could. And He did.
He loves us that radically.

When He looks at us and weighs the cost, He says, “You were worth it.”
You. Me. All of us.

Jesus’ love is immeasurable and uncontainable.
There is enough of it to cover every sin—and everyone.

His blood contains life and life everlasting, and on this day, He poured it out for all people, for all time.

What a day it is.

Let us never forget it.
Let us always hold fast to the love that God has for His creation.

That’s you.
That’s me.

Jesus, thank You—for Your love, for Your heart, for Your willingness to save me, and for washing me clean each and every day.

-Mark