It's Friday...But Sunday's Coming!

Growing up, Good Friday was a solemn day; between 12 and 3, we sometimes went to church, sometimes read quietly at home, but never played with friends, or watched television or the things we might otherwise have done. It was a special day, we knew, the day our Savior had given up his life for us. The night before, we'd have gone to Mass where we'd process past the cross, and later, we shared grape juice and matzo in the fellowship hall.

Grown now, and part of a non-liturgical church, we've hungered to add back in some of the structure of the church year remembered from those days. Somehow walking through the year and these holy days with Bible readings and special attentiveness takes us out of the busy preparations that threaten to engulf us otherwise.

Our Lenten/Advent wreath has been lit every night at dinner, and we watch the candle and wooden Jesus figure move forward each day - just three spaces left now.  Last night, we shared a simple Seder and read Matthew: 26. Today, we'll read Matthew: 27, and the children will want to watch this video we watch each Good Friday. As early as Monday this week, the refrain could be heard here, "Sunday's a Coming'!"

I'll watch it again with them, and cry to realize the love poured out for us. Could you imagine doing this for someone, maybe your own child? Awful, but for my child, yes. Allowing your child to do this for someone else? No, not that. But that is the gift, the sacrifice, the wonderful, terrible, amazing thing we remember today.

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.

John 3:16

I wish you a blessed Easter with those you love, and the offer the prayer that we may all realize, amidst the candy and visits, and sweet potatoes and ham, the great love of a Father and Son, who said, "you are worth it."

Giving thanks, and

Trusting in Him,

Aimee