Last night our church had a Good Friday service and our pastor came in character of the Roman Centurion who helped nail Christ to the cross. It was a really powerful performance and drove home for me the meaning of the day. Over the years, I’ve examined my beliefs pretty deeply and at times have even walked away from my faith because of my struggles. But last night, I deeply felt the weight of my sins being carried by Christ for me.
I keep thinking about the sacrifice He did for me 2,000+ years ago and seeing Pat performing as one of the people there, made me think about what it would have been like if I had been there too. Would I have recognized Him for who He is? Would I have willingly put aside my things to follow Him? Would I have seen Him as the son of God?
And now it’s the day before Easter, and one of the things I’m struggling with is the idea of having an easter egg hunt at church … I’m trying to figure out what easter eggs and church have in common. When did we start to feel that we had to bribe people to come to church? For me, easter eggs and candy were always a family thing - something you did after you’d gone to church. Now, I see churches advertising the easter egg hunt and oh by the way, we also have a service too … something seems very wrong with that concept.
Steve and I have been talking about reconciling being of the world but not in it and the struggles we’re having doing just that … and part of me wonders if it’s even possible. But then I look back at Jesus and everything He did … and I guess I can continue to do is to try to work out how I can do it too.
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