Holy Week is the name which has been given to the seven days before Easter. It arrives, with all of its passions and its questions as we relive the events of Jesus’s last week. A good man, misunderstood and condemned unjustly, feared by the powerful, is crucified. We wonder why God allows the defeat of good by evil. We ask, why it is that the wicked seem to prosper and why the good die out of season. Holy Week reminds us of the dark side of life. From Sunday’s palm branches and praises to Thursday’s trial and Friday’s hastily carried out crucifixion, we wander through the days frightened by the evil in our world. And yes, we ponder the evil even in ourselves.
When we are honest with ourselves, we recognize that we too, have been among those who hailed Jesus on Sunday, but found ourselves cowering in the background later in the week, or worse still, were among those crying, “Crucify Him.” Luke 23:21 The resolution of Sunday is quickly forgotten among the cares and concerns of our daily lives. Forgetting Jesus is easier than following him, to call out “Crucify him,” than to stand with Jesus in the crucial moments of decision. As the disciples slipped away, denying any knowledge of Jesus, we too slip away, afraid to acknowledge who is Lord of our lives.
Certainly those first disciples must have carried a heavy load of guilt and shame, promising loyalty, but losing their way so quickly. God, however, refuses to leave them there, for Sunday arrives and with it resurrection joy. Then Jesus goes, searching for those fickle disciples, recruiting them all over again, trusting that they will carry out the mission he’s given them.
This same story has continued through all the centuries since. We say “yes” to God, then run as fast and as furiously as we can away. Yet, even in our fickleness, through our failures and in countless detours God chases after us . . . To reach us with the assurance that we are God’s precious children . . . God’s love for us is eternal.
It’s kind of weird not to be focusing on Holy Week from a pastoral/preaching standpoint… thank you for this reflection, Shirley 💖
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I’ve felt that weirdness every year since I retired. I hope your sabbatical year is a healing space for you. Have a Blessed Holy Week.
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It has been an interesting sabbath/sabbatical period… we got a lot of family stuff taken care of and see the light at the end of the tunnel with Denise’s dad’s estate. I will begin a year contract as an interim minister in Foley, AL on June 1st. It has been good to be out of the church for this period of time.
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It’s good you were able to take care of the family stuff, without the responsibility of leading a church. Best wishes on your new position. I always thought that doing interim ministry would be meaningful.
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That’s what I hope for in this next phase of ministry
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Shirley, I have had a lot of the same thoughts. The crowd in Jerusalem during the final week of Jesus’ life is one of the most glaring examples of man’s fickleness. And yet He prayed for them – for us! – as He was dying in our place. What amazing grace. ❤️💔
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It is an Amazing Grace that Jesus would choose to die for us.
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