Good Friday certainly doesn’t sound right.  As tonight’s sermon considered, “What’s so ‘good’ about it?”  A voice of love was crucified by blind power.  A voice of love was silenced and sent to the grave.  Certainly doesn’t sound good and on that day so long ago, it was not.

It is however “good,” today.  Truly good for us.  Good for all of us who are flawed.  Good for all of us who struggle.  Good for all of us who need forgiveness.  Good in the eyes of a loving God.

As we took a pause in tonight’s church service and turned to greet our neighbors in the pew, I shook the hand of my 8-year-old son Ben.  With a sheepish smile, he took the opportunity to tell me a quick story.  “I just went to put my hands in my pockets and realized that my pants are on backwards.”

Yes, the dear Lord acts in unexpected ways daily.  Unexpected ways that turn somber remembrances into truly “good” days.  Unexpected ways that put a smile on your face, just like a Second Grader, who is wearing his pants in reverse.