*Full disclosure, this one isn’t necessarily scriptural….just my own Holy Week confession.*
I hate waiting. I can’t stand it. Waiting for company to come for dinner. Test results to be published. Software to download. You name it I hate it. So, imagine being Jesus’ friends and disciples. It’s Saturday, yesterday he was crucified and you’ve just buried him. If you trust in his teaching then you know that on Sunday He will be risen from the dead, but on Saturday you impatiently wait. If it was me, I’d spend all day Saturday fidgeting, cleaning, not being able to sit still, and probably annoying those around me.
I would probably have to cook, or take a walk, or the biblical equivalent of going for a run to let off steam. I would have been a mess that day. I would have baked bread for all of my neighbors, cleaned my house from floor to ceiling, cooked enough food for an army, and still would not be able to calm my self down.
I am a terrible waiter, but it’s Saturday…and Sunday is coming!
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His friend denied him, His Father turned his back on him. He was beaten, mocked, and hung on a cross. He took on the sins of the world, and died so that we could be made new in Him. The veil was torn, man was no longer separated from God. Jesus bridges the gap…..He was placed in a tomb, and the tomb was sealed. Pilate placed his guards at the tomb to keep watch.
It’s Friday…..but Sunday is coming!
Matthew 26:17-19, 26-28
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Matthew 26: 36-40
With this week being Holy Week (if you’ve been reading my blog for a while you know this is my favorite week) I’d like to recount the Journey to find Jesus with you.
I’m a day late with this one, but here it is anyway!
Palm Sunday – The Triumphal Entry
This is where Jesus’ final week began. He rode into Jerusalem on a donkey as crowds of people greeted him, waving palm branches and shouting “Hosanna in the highest! Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!”
New International Version (NIV)Jesus Comes to Jerusalem as King21 As they approached Jerusalem and came to Bethphage on the Mount of Olives,<span class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(C)”> Jesus sent two disciples, 2 saying to them, “Go to the village ahead of you, and at once you will find a donkey tied there, with her colt by her. Untie them and bring them to me. 3 If anyone says anything to you, say that the Lord needs them, and he will send them right away.”4 This took place to fulfill<span class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(D)”> what was spoken through the prophet:5 “Say to Daughter Zion, ‘See, your king comes to you,gentle and riding on a donkey, and on a colt, the foal of a donkey.’”<span class="footnote" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="[a]”>[a]<span class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(E)”>6 The disciples went and did as Jesus had instructed them. 7 They brought the donkey and the colt and placed their cloaks on them for Jesus to sit on. 8 A very large crowd spread their cloaks<span class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(F)”> on the road, while others cut branches from the trees and spread them on the road. 9 The crowds that went ahead of him and those that followed shouted,“Hosanna<span class="footnote" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="[b]”>[b] to the Son of David!”“Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!”<span class="footnote" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="[c]”>[c]“Hosanna<span class="footnote" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="[d]”>[d] in the highest heaven!”
Happy Friday, and Happy April! I took last Friday off because of Good Friday which means that I have two weeks of material to catch up on…the only problem is not much happened last week….or this week to be honest. This ought to be interesting!
1.) Let’s see……not much happened last week except that I finally wrapped up and submitted my report just before the deadline, and it was Holy Week. I did a few posts last week about Holy Week and you can find those here:
2.) I’m in charge of snacks for book club this week…and I’m doing a new lemon bar recipe…..that can be found here. I can’t wait to try it, and I can’t wait to discuss this book. For this month we read Never Look Back by Kathy Herman. It is a story of redemption, forgiveness, and resilience. I love Kathy Herman and this book certainly did not disappoint.
3.) I’ve decided to start a quilt. A full on, piece by piece quilt. Not like the tee-shirt quilt I made a few years ago. I made card stock patterns for each block, and I’m picking up coordinating fabric pieces at my fabric store. They started selling fat quarters and eights which will be a big help until its time to bind. I’m excited to get this project going….and I’ll keep you updated on my progress…..because I know you are so interested to hear all about it.
4.) I shopped in my first H&M last weekend, and had a bit of a “moment”. I walked in, and saw the sizes and the clientele and realized I was going to have a bit of a hard time in this store. I wear size 18 (16 on a good day) and they don’t really have much above a 12 or 14. I had a gift card and just wanted to get in and out as quickly as I could. It was not my proudest moment as all of my middle school body issues came rushing back in one fell swoop. It was B-A-D bad. I got some shirts in the biggest size they had and a scarf and got out! Swore off stores with sizes for the rest of the day. I went into book stores, a Vera Bradley store, and some tech stores….no more sizes.
5.) I thought I’d left all of the body issue nonsense behind me when I got out of middle school but every now and again it all comes back, and I end up a crying mess in the middle of a huge shopping mall. Let me tell you it is a sight to see. When I started high school I got rid of all of my baggy clothes, bought jeans that fit right (and looked good!), bought cute tops….no more tee shirts to try and hide what I thought was less than perfect. I don’t usually let it get to me anymore but sometimes, and it is a rare occasion when it does but it just so happened that I let it get to me on a day out with my family, in the middle of one of the biggest shopping malls in our area. Not my proudest moment.
6.) Turns out the shirts fit pretty well….and the scarf was quite pretty. My meltdown obviously had no real basis other than that I was having a slightly off day, and got discouraged for a few minutes by the sight of super skinny models in all of the ads, super skinny customers in the store, and all of it brought back memories of bullies in middle school. I’ve learned not to let it bother me…..and on the rare occasion that it does I can (sometimes) just brush it off and go on my way….
7.) I struggled to find things to talk about today and once I got going I just went. Sorry for the downer of a post today I just felt like I should share. I hope that someday this post will help someone like me. Don’t let your feelings of imperfection ever hold you back, or keep you from truly being yourself. I did……and now I regret it. I missed so many opportunities as a kid because I was afraid of what other people thought of me…and now I take every chance I get to experience new things, go to new places, and meet new people because I’m done holding myself back! God doesn’t make mistakes and once I accepted that idea, and started accepting myself, I felt so much better each day I woke up. I don’t worry anymore about what I see in the mirror each day, because God has helped me see me, the way that HE sees me!
Thanks for putting up with my ramblings today….now go see Jen for more QT’s!
P.S This week is Opening Week of Major League Baseball! Go Tigers!
I’m warning you now, from now until (hopefully) November you will hear a lot from me about baseball. Don’t say I didn’t warn you!
He is Risen indeed! The grave couldn’t hold him! Sin, and death lost at the foot of the cross! What more can I say, other than how thankful I am for a savior that loved me enough to die on a cross for a sinner such as me! This was a day spent with family, an awesome service at church this morning…and knowing that some day I’ll meet my Savior face to face because he went to the cross with my sin on his shoulders, my name written in his wounds…..but death did not stop him, the tomb didn’t hold him, he arose just as he said!
Happy Easter dear readers,, Happy Easter!
I’m taking a break from my usual Quick Takes and sharing with you some thoughts for today….Good Friday.
“The Soldiers led Jesus away into the palace (that is the Praetorium) and called together the whole company of soldiers. They put a purple robe on him, then wove a crown of thorns and set it on him. And they began to call out to him “Hail King of the Jews!” Again and again they struck him on the head with a staff and spit on him. Falling on their knees they worshiped him. And when they had mocked him, they took off the purple robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him out to crucify him.
A certain man from Cyrene, Simon, the father of Alexander and Rufus, was passing by on his way in from the country, and they forced him to carry the cross. They brought Jesus to the place called Golgotha (which means the place of the skull). Then they offered him wine mixed with myrrh, but he did not take it. And the crucified him. Dividing up his clothes, they cast lots to see what each would get. It was the third hour when they crucified him. The written notice of charges against him read “The King of the Jews”
Mark 15: 33-35:
“At the sixth hour darkness came over the whole land until the ninth hour. And at the ninth hour Jesus cried “My God My God, why have you forsaken me?”
“With a loud cry, Jesus breathed his last. The curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. And when the centurion who stood there in front of Jesus, heard his cray and saw how he died he said “surely this may was the son of God!”
After this, Jesus was placed in the tomb. Guards were placed at the tomb and it was sealed shut because the officials were concerned that Jesus’ body would be stolen. What a day that must have been….what a couple days that must have been. The last supper, until he breathed his last. Can you imagine what that must have felt like?? And then the waiting…….after he was placed in the tomb. I can’t even begin to fathom the emotions that they must have all felt. Now…..they waited. Sunday (or, the day after the Sabbath) was on it’s way.
I’ll see you all again on Sunday!
My dad posted this today……
Maundy Thursday is observed during Holy Week on the Thursday before Easter. Also referred to as “Holy Thursday” or “Great Thursday” in some Christian denominations, Maundy Thursday commemorates the Last Supper when Jesus shared the Passover meal with his disciples on the night before he was crucified. In contrast to joyful Easter celebrations when Christians worship their resurrected Savior, Maundy Thursday services are typically more solemn occasions, marked by the shadow of Jesus’ betrayal.
Derived from the Latin word mandatum, meaning “commandment,” Maundy refers to the commands Jesus gave his disciples at the Last Supper: to love with humility by serving one another and to remember his sacrifice.
Just a thought for today.
“While Jesus was in Bethany in the home of a man known as Simon the Leper, a woman came to him with an alabaster jar of very expensive perfume, which she poured on his head as he was reclining at the table. When the disciples saw this, they were indignant. “Why this waste?” they asked. “This perfume could have been sold at a high price and the money given to the poor.” Aware of this, Jesus said to them “Why are you bothering this woman? She has done a beautiful thing to me. The poor you will always have with you, but you will not always have me. When she poured this perfume on my body she did it to prepare me for burial. I tell you the truth, wherever this gospel is preached throughout the world, what she has done will also be told, in memory of her.” **
This was a poor village woman. This expensive perfume may have been all that she had….but she gave all she had, and all of herself to the Lord! The disciples called it waste, this woman was preparing Jesus and may not have even known it. This act of selflessness….this beautiful gesture. She was “Broken, and spilled out” at the feet of Jesus. We could all learn from this village woman. She so unashamedly gave all she had to the Lord….why can’t we do the same. We should all be “Broken and Spilled Out”
Steve Green “Broken And Spilled Out”
**The Thompson Chain-Reference Bible, New International Version
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