A few weeks ago, I saw this bumper sticker:
Jesus chose to die. For us. For me. For you. He could have avoided his punishment—punishment for a crime of which he was not guilty. But he chose to give up his life so that we could return to our Creator. He was separated from his Father so we could be reunited with him. We all have the opportunity to spend eternity with God.
All of us. Every single one of us. God does not want anyone to perish but all to come to repentance.
We just have to accept what Jesus did on our behalf—the price he paid for our lives. He exchanged a sinless life for our sin-filled lives. He exchanged his seat in Heaven for pain and death. He came into our world being heralded and showered with gifts. He left this world being torture and showered with ridicule.
I've always disliked the name Good Friday. Such an awful crime was committed on this day, it should be called Horrible Friday. But such an incredible miracle happened that it should be called Amazing Friday.
Either way, "good" just isn't good enough.