High moments of the journey through Holy Week
Passion Sunday: For years I have had The Passion of our Lord read as a readers theater but this year we tried something new–three speaking choirs, surrounding the seated assembly, reading back and forth to one another.
Maundy Thursday: With her permission, I share this reflection from a parishioner,
“Maundy Thursday. I remember as I child when I learned that in some denominations people actually followed the example of Christ and washed each others’ feet, I thought, “That is just weird. Why would you submit to such a humbling, intimate act when in a public place (or at home, for that matter)?” Tonight we observed Maundy Thursday at church, and it was beautiful. People I love are willingly serving me. Humbling, to be sure, and yes, intimate. But also solemn and sacred. The symbolism is profound, whether you are a Christian, or any other faith. Humility and sacrifice and love. Our highest calling.”
Good Friday: After going back and forth on what to preach, for some unknown reason feeling pressured to give a lecture on Atonement theories, a wise person gave me permission to focus on one specific line. I chose “It is finished.”
Easter Vigil: Set in the outdoor amphitheater at College of Idaho, strong gusts of winds arrive at the end of the service, just as I’m trying my hardest to keep the hymnal open to “Jesus Christ is Risen Today” for our trumpeter, who is wearing a baseball cap with flashlights under the bill.
Easter Sunday: The Sacraments–two infant baptisms and presiding at the Lord’s Supper.