This is the first year ever that I have not gone to worship on Good Friday. Kris and I decided last month to take this cruise leaving immediately after Easter Sunday. We knew that we would miss Good Friday... and that seemed ok.
We made it to Maunday Thursday... I sang in the choir and we celebrated the Eucharist. We will worship Easter Sunday at Covenant Lutheran Church in Houston (the pastor there writes a daily devotional I have been reading for over 10 years).
But I really did miss worship! I missed the piece of the rhythm of the liturgical season it is a part of. I missed the black paraments. I missed the somber music. I missed the remembrance of the death of Christ. This morning I read Chad's face book entry where he said "bummer, Jesus died". Sad, but awesome. But today, as I wait for Easter, the rhythm seems off kilter.
I do not believe that I will miss Good Friday again!
I underestimated the importance in my life. This evening as I sit in our motel room, I wait in eager anticipation of the celebration of the Resurrection tomorrow morning!
It is a celebration that I never want to miss.
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