Apr 10, 2009
Posted by Serenity in Faith, holidays | 0 Comments
Good Friday
I love this day. It was horrible and gray and cloudy when I woke up. Then while I was in a meeting at work, the sun came out. I picked up my boys, and we spent real live time together over lunch where I actually listened to what they had to say and learned new things about them and as they spoke I got distracted by their sheer good looks. Having them home and going to work instead of only working from home have made the day feel different like anything could happen.
Then I came home and read Mom’s and Felicity’s posts about Good Friday. What a beautiful holiday for Christians. This is the weekend that defines us. More than Christmas, more than any of the causes and protests we devote ourselves to throughout the year, more than what kind of church we go to and what it believes, more than anything. It’s why I love communion, and why every single time I hold that cup, I cry.
