The Fragrance of the Thorns

I like to wear red on Good Friday to symbolize the blood that Jesus shed for me and the color of the love that fully paid the debt of my sins.  On this Good Friday, as I was taking my dog out for her early morning walk, I came across a thorn tree and pondered on how a rose, such a beautiful, fragrant flower, can yield such piercing, painful thorns. As a believer that there are no co-incidences when it comes to God’s creation, I think it was to remind us that there is always something good in everything that we might consider to be bad. 

When we reflect on the pain Jesus had to endure when the crown of thorns was pressed and pierced into His skill, so can imagine His red blood dripping down His face, and we can share in His agony on this very dreadful ‘bad’ day. What makes this painful Friday ‘good’ is what Jesus’s death did for us.  Were it not for Jesus’s unselfish sacrifice, our relationship with God could not have been restored.  Jesus died to pay the full price of our sins, to purchase our righteousness as a free gift of our salvation.    

The rose epitomizes that fact that there is goodness amidst the bad. In life there are things we deem to be pleasant (roses) but also the things we dislike and can harm us (thorns).  I love it that God gave roses such a beautiful scent, as a reminder to us that our pain produces a fragrance that will always turn bad things into good. And how fitting that a red rose has become the symbol of everlasting love. 

So to go back to Good Friday, what makes that Friday good is to see that day through the lens of what Jesus’s death achieved for our good, and the love with with He did it with.  Death was conquered on that day and through Jesus, our old nature can be crucified and put to death too.