As I mentioned Sunday, my illness provided me an insightful time during Holy Week. I was able to take a back seat and watch the ministry of some wonderful parts of our Church Family. It was a joy to watch the spontaneous prayer and fellowship that erupted at the conclusion of our Maundy Thursday service. I appreciate Chaz, the Elders, choir, and tech team for making that evening most meaningful.
I was amazed at the Good Friday service. All of the music was superb as were the readings. The artist who painted the portrait of Christ with her hands right before our eyes was truly something to behold. We discussed the possibility of the event in staff for several weeks but watching the creation take form right before my eyes was something very special.
Kayla and Chaz went above and beyond in pulling together all of those parts. Much thanks to both of them, as well as the musicians, custodial and technical crews.
I was so very gratified to see all of the worshippers for our two services on Resurrection Sunday. The youth did a fantastic job leading worship. The music and dramas were wonderful and the acapella group amazed us once again. (I have had multiple requests for them to share their talent at 10:30 service sometime.)
The 10:00 AM Resurrection Celebration was outstanding as well. From the music, to the interpretive dance, to the bell choir, Christ was glorified. As I sat in the front row pew at the conclusion of service, several thoughts crossed my mind.
First, was how thankful I am to be part of this wonderful church family. The second thought I had was of Christians who are being persecuted around the world. We are very blessed for the freedoms and privileges that we have to worship as we choose. I only hope that we grow in our passion and appreciation to God in worship.
My final thought was of a quote I shared Friday. C.S. Lewis writes:
God, who needs nothing, loves into existence wholly superfluous creatures in order that He may love and perfect them. He creates the universe, already foreseeing – or should we say “seeing”? there are no tenses in God – the buzzing cloud of flies about the cross, the flayed back pressed against the uneven stake, the nails driven through the mesial nerves, the repeated incipient suffocation as the body droops, the repeated torture of back and arms as it is time after time, for breath’s sake, hitched up. If I may dare the biological image, God is a “host” who deliberately creates His own parasites; causes us to be that we may exploit and “take advantage of” Him. Herein is love. This is the diagram of Love Himself, the inventor of all loves.
Loving you all,