My friend Mark’s funeral happened yesterday. Ironically, we are celebrating his life and death at the same time Jesus was taken into custody, tortured, and sentenced to crucifixion.


The Bible says on the day Jesus died, “From noon until three in the afternoon darkness came over all the land” (Matthew 27:45 NIV).


In the midst of the darkness over losing Mark, sat flowers and friends and faith. Today, Good Friday is the set-up to hope.

Without desolation and loss, hope cannot shine. My hope comes in knowing that Mark is in a better place—the best place—and that one day I will join him there. My hope comes in knowing that God remains in control even in the darkest hour. My hope comes in knowing that He has a plan and He will carry it out.

“Yes, my soul, find rest in God;

my hope comes from him”

(Psalm 62:5 NIV).