Someone asked me the other day - why do Christians call today Good Friday?
Imagine your child was born into the most horrible of circumstances - a life of misery and pain, destined to be a man of constant sorrow.
Imagine someone you love infected with a terminal malady - incurable - passed down from generation to generation. And no matter what you did - no matter how hard you tried - there was no escaping the eternal suffering.
But then imagine a man with a cure - a man willing to be wounded for our transgressions - bruised for our iniquities.