Good Friday

I was in seminary, carrying an old cassock supplied by a retired pastor. I was leaving my house to assist at a local church. The neighbor called out to me -- "where are you off to with that old black robe?" I explained that I was going to be a participant in a Good Friday service. Then she commented, "Good Friday? It wasn't very good for Jesus. He died." The quickest response I could find (since I was running late already) was "Well, it is good for us! He died for us!" Did that count as evangelism -- telling the Good News? Or was I just being flippant?
To this day, I love Good Friday. Maybe it is the emphasis in my seminary education on the Pauline theology of the cross. (A favorite of Martin Luther as well.) But whatever it is, how can you not immerse yourself in "Sacred Head, Now Wounded" or "Beneath the Cross of Jesus" as they are sung? Or how can your heart not melt when you read/hear the Passion account, pick your favorite Gospel. What a story. What a God. What a demonstration of God's love. What a Good Friday!