Without Christ the holiness of God had to be protected from us. He would have been dishonored, and we would have been consumed because of our sin. But now, because of Christ, we may come near and feast our hearts on the fullness of the flaming beauty of God's holiness. He will not be dishonored. We will not be consumed. Because of the all-protecting Christ, God will be honored and we will stand in everlasting awe. Therefore, do not fear to come. But come through Christ. ~John Piper
After Moses had lead God's people out of Egypt, he was commanded by God, on Mt. Sinai, to build a mobile tent where worship would take place. The home of the tabernacle. Later a temple made of stone would replace the tent sheets. But, God's presence was pleased to dwell in the special place called the Holy of Holies within this house of worship. A curtain was hung to section off this dwelling place of the Lord, this room; 60 feet in height, 4 inches in tapestry thickness. A curtain was hung to protect the people from God, for God is Holy, Holy, Holy, and we harbor sin separating us from Him wholly.
There came that appointed time in history though: Christ took on flesh, was born, breathed air through his lungs, ran with laughing children, discipled men, cared for women... lived as a human, though being fully God at the same time. His Father's presence dwelled in the Holy of Holies, a place we could not enter, but here, here with Christ, we could know Him, touch Him, hear Him. Christ came, because we would never be able to fully know the Father without first knowing him, Jesus, Son of God. This was the purpose he lived for while he walked among us. And it's the promise he came to fulfill.
Outside of Jerusalem the ugly, gory death of Christ was taking place. The final sacrifice being made. Christ's blood shed on a gnarly, wooden cross, and God above poured the wrath we rightly deserved on His perfect son. All this was happening outside of the city. Then Christ breathed his last.
And behold, the curtain of the temple was torn in two, from top to bottom. And the earth shook, and the rocks were split. The tombs also were opened. And many bodies of the saints who had fallen asleep were raised, and coming out of the tombs after his resurrection they went into the holy city and appeared to many. When the centurion and those who were with him, keeping watch over Jesus, saw the earthquake and what took place, they were filled with awe and said, "Truly this was the Son of God!" ~Matthew 27:51-54
When I place myself in the story, I wonder if I'd be like the women who sat near the foot of the cross (no doubt having their hearts wrenched out of their chest cavities), because there's a part of me that would've preferred to have been in the temple that day while the priest was making the yearly sacrifice (who no doubt was oblivious that it was already taking place outside the city's walls). To have seen that massive curtain torn into two. The protection gone, because it was no longer needed. Jesus Christ makes for better protection than a piece of fabric regardless of how strongly it was weaved.
Good Friday, is the day we Christians often take to reflect upon these truths. The price paid in full. The curtain is gone. The utter freedom in our relationship with God. Let's revel in it to the fullest.