There was only one black friday

There was only one Black Friday.
It was not the day after Thanksgiving.
It was not a day when self-oriented consumers
bumped into
climbed over
pushed into
screamed at
and hated the other consumers who were
in their way.
No, all the action of the one Black Friday
was on a hill of death
outside the city
where three souls hung on crosses,
two criminals and the Messiah
doing what he came to do
and what the world was desperate for.
That Friday the world went dark
the Father turned his back
graves opened
the veil ripped in two
the Son carried the Father's anger.
Death was offered so life could be given.
Darkness fell so light would shine.
Payment made
freedom given
redemption accomplished.
There was only one Black Friday.
No need to shop anymore for a
Savior.

*Taken from https://www.paultripp.com/​