At this Friday, we need to raise ourselves from sleeping the sleep of death! What? Yes, the sleepers must be awake. Believers celebrate Good Friday because Jesus, in accepting the cup, saved us from death. But it could as quickly be called Bad Friday because of what had to happen to our Saviour before the joy of resurrection could occur. At the Gethsemane, the disciples, once Jesus had roused them, would, I’m sure, not have considered it good until later when their eyes were open to understanding. Other reasons for calling it Good may be mere thoughts for lack of anything more specific to call it. Indeed, “good” is a bland word, hardly functional as an evocative adjective, even in everyday circumstances (Oxford English Dictionary). Considering it as a sleeper’s word could well be appropriated to the easily-straying, muddle-minded flock for whom Christ had such astounding compassion. Here it is: “He went on a little farther and fell to the ground. He prayed that, if it were possible, the awful hour awaiting him might pass him by. “Abba, Father,” he cried out, “everything is possible for you. Please take this cup of suffering away from me. Yet I want your will to be done, not mine.” (Mark 14:35-36, NLT).