Can you imagine how Jesus' followers must have felt on this day? For them it was the Sabbath. A day that was supposed to be holy for the, was dark and depressing. It certainly wasn't a day of celebration.
And can you imagine how hard it must have been to try and worship on that day? They would have heard some of the Scriptures read. They would have tried to offer prayers to Jehovah. But most likely they felt totally abandoned by Him.
Perhaps the next time I feel like God has left me I will think about Silent Saturday and remember that from my limited perspective, I have no idea what God is up to!!
Silent Blessings
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Silent Saturday
Can you imagine how Jesus' followers must have felt on this day? For them it was the Sabbath. A day that was supposed to be holy for the, was dark and depressing. It certainly wasn't a day of celebration.
And can you imagine how hard it must have been to try and worship on that day? They would have heard some of the Scriptures read. They would have tried to offer prayers to Jehovah. But most likely they felt totally abandoned by Him.
Perhaps the next time I feel like God has left me I will think about Silent Saturday and remember that from my limited perspective, I have no idea what God is up to!!
Silent Blessings
And can you imagine how hard it must have been to try and worship on that day? They would have heard some of the Scriptures read. They would have tried to offer prayers to Jehovah. But most likely they felt totally abandoned by Him.
Perhaps the next time I feel like God has left me I will think about Silent Saturday and remember that from my limited perspective, I have no idea what God is up to!!
Silent Blessings
Friday, April 2, 2010
"Good" Friday
I understand why this day is called "Good" Friday. I understand the power of the sacrifice Christ made for us. I realize that unless he went to the cross, I could not experience forgiveness and grace.
I just have a hard time calling it good.
I think it has to do with my ongoing practice of Lent for the last several years. Having spent the past 40 days (almost) in discipline and thinking about the mess I am in when left to my own, it causes me to mourn and weep at the incredible sacrifice He made for me. To think that he was still willing to enter in to all that suffering, even though he knows how messed up I really am, it causes my heart to break.
So I get it. I understand the reality of why this day is so good, it just breaks my heart in the process.
Bad Friday Blessings
I just have a hard time calling it good.
I think it has to do with my ongoing practice of Lent for the last several years. Having spent the past 40 days (almost) in discipline and thinking about the mess I am in when left to my own, it causes me to mourn and weep at the incredible sacrifice He made for me. To think that he was still willing to enter in to all that suffering, even though he knows how messed up I really am, it causes my heart to break.
So I get it. I understand the reality of why this day is so good, it just breaks my heart in the process.
Bad Friday Blessings
"Good" Friday
I understand why this day is called "Good" Friday. I understand the power of the sacrifice Christ made for us. I realize that unless he went to the cross, I could not experience forgiveness and grace.
I just have a hard time calling it good.
I think it has to do with my ongoing practice of Lent for the last several years. Having spent the past 40 days (almost) in discipline and thinking about the mess I am in when left to my own, it causes me to mourn and weep at the incredible sacrifice He made for me. To think that he was still willing to enter in to all that suffering, even though he knows how messed up I really am, it causes my heart to break.
So I get it. I understand the reality of why this day is so good, it just breaks my heart in the process.
Bad Friday Blessings
I just have a hard time calling it good.
I think it has to do with my ongoing practice of Lent for the last several years. Having spent the past 40 days (almost) in discipline and thinking about the mess I am in when left to my own, it causes me to mourn and weep at the incredible sacrifice He made for me. To think that he was still willing to enter in to all that suffering, even though he knows how messed up I really am, it causes my heart to break.
So I get it. I understand the reality of why this day is so good, it just breaks my heart in the process.
Bad Friday Blessings
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