Easter. My absolutely favorite holiday. It wasn’t always that way, but since I gave my life to Christ, it has such depth and meaning. It’s not about the candy or eggs or bunnies. It’s about how Christ suffered to save us all. How He died a horrible death. The ppl of the time thought that was the end of Him. Even the disciples hid in fear. Yet, Jesus triumphed! He arose from that grave. He lives!
When I first started going back to church, our small congregation did an annual ‘Maundy Thursday’ Love feast. It was the first time I felt God’s powerful touch upon me. It then became an event I looked forward to each year. What we did was set up a long large table. We used just candle light, and soft music in the background and have a solemn attitude. We had bread and meat and bowls set up w/ broth, so we could dip, and think about how Judas dipped in the same bowl as Jesus at that Last Supper. We then shared communion and had a footwashing. The men lined up on one side of table and the women on the other, and we went down the line, having our foot washed, then washing the next persons.
We read the Bible from that supper to when Jesus rose again. Each person had been given a thing to speak on: The blood, the body, footwashing, crucifixion, Judas, the disciples, the resurrection. It was such a beautiful time of reflection on what the Lord went through and the unequaled gift of Him giving His life for ours, and spending time in prayer as the family of God. It was during prayer that I felt the Lord so powerful my body had jolts run thru me.
That church closed it doors a few years ago. But the memories of those special times will remain in my heart and mind forever. I pray that each of you is touched this year by the precious blood of Jesus.
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Last year, I went to a Maundy Thurs. service at a local Lutheran church. I cried through most of it. They have the solemn lighting. Everyone is quiet. They read about Jesus’ betrayal and how he was beaten and crucified for us. We sing songs that are fitting (I love the one ‘where you there?’) Then we had a time of prayer and meditation on our lifes…we each write our sins on a peice of paper, and file up to the front of the church, and are handed a nail and hammer and we nail it to the tree. I tell you, to do just was so humbling, yet so fulfilling to know Jesus loved me enough to take those sins on His blameless self.
I’ll be headed to that service again this coming Thurs, if anyone wants to join me 
Good Friday I am not sure what church I will attend, but there’s several services going on around town.
Sat. my church is having a 5pm service, and I’ll be working in the childcare. Then attending service and helping again on Sunday. I look forward to sharing with the little ones the excitement of our Lord having risen from the grave and preparing our homes in Heaven.
I want to remember and appreciate His gift daily.
Love and hugs to you all,