Showing posts with label Good Friday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Good Friday. Show all posts

Saturday, April 19, 2025

Easter weekend is here!

Thursday, April 17, 2025
After cleaning mud from the hike off our bodies and clothes, we feel almost human again. Shibli and Tanikota intern SanSan drop by for over an hour. She has done a wonderful job teaching children during this university semester. Now she's moving elsewhere for work. We send a small gift and thank you card with her.
GOOD FRIDAY 2025
It pours down rain. Oh what lousy sleep. I manage 6 hours with a long break in the middle. I start the breadmaker at 2:30 AM so a loaf will be ready when I wake. We bake a second bread in prep for lunch guests.

It's a meditative morning, with reflections and a blog post on the great gift of Jesus. It's unfathomable how much we are loved and what He has accomplished for us.

As I cook and clean, I note the silicone pan liners are in terrible shape.
It takes a half hour of scrubbing to remove the baked-on gunk. Every once in a while my inner "German-Hausfrau" goes on a rampage to give something a deep clean. Today's the day for the liners.
I make gnocchi, egg sandwiches (on fresh bread), salad, and sausages for lunch. Dessert is cookies, of course! Having friends over is a pleasure around the big round table. Everyone spins the central lazy-Susan until the food they want reaches them.

J and N bring gifts of homemade jam and some tea. Perfect! We talk about the spiritual treasure we share in the death and resurrection of Jesus. The conversation nourishes our souls as we feed our bodies.
Great flashes of lightning strike in the early evening. Thunder rolls across the sky. The power of God is on display tonight.

Saturday
Lots of people are walking the Loop before 7 AM. Indonesia officially celebrates Good Friday but not Easter. Families get together on days off and extend days on either side if they can. This is a long weekend for many.

Alice orders lily stems at the last minute; I didn't mention it earlier in the week because she was ill. She's amazing at finding what we need! Ding-dong, the gate bell rings and there they are. Thanks (x100 for all you do), Alice.
A trip to the yard yields bromeliads and maidenhead ferns. Most of the lilies are closed. Hopefully they open by tomorrow. I add pretty white-flowered weeds from the morning walk to make a 4' X 2.5' (130 X 80cm) arrangement. That's big enough. We drop it off at the hall.
W's in the mood to go to the mall. The last time I went to PVJ, I was wearing a mask. That means it's been years. The empty storefronts are full again, the mall has been upgraded, and the aisles swarm with shoppers. However, the fashions? Look at these polyester knit patterns, straight from the 1970s. Retro is in, I guess.
Lunch is spicy noodles, which live up to their name. The taste is worth the heat. I pick out as many hot red peppers as I can find, but my lips tingle for hours afterward. Thank God for a healthy stomach. 
W enjoys his wagyu croquette, a mass of egg, meat, and cheese, on croissant-like bun. He finds a new batik shirt and I buy small gifts for next year's Christmas White-Elephant gift exchange. (Yes, I dislike pressure-shopping enough to gather barang barang or hal hal = stuff = far in advance. Best case scenario: I never have to shop for a "need.")
Inside the mall, a play area is full of kids and bunnies. I don't see if they're selling the bunnies but 2 banks of cages have dozens of rabbits in them. Whether they end up as saté or pets is up in the air.
We drop by Veronica's to check on Kiki and hand over her humorous book about growing up in 1950s-'60s Australia. So much is relatable to Canadians of that era. Remember Massey Ferguson tractors (no John Deere in Canada)? Remember when school discipline was a smack on the palm with a chalkboard pointer, and every classroom had a British flag and a picture of the Queen?

How about family chores? Back in the day, no kid expected payment for doing chores; it was every family member's duty to contribute. I laugh while reading parts aloud to W on the drive to the mall.

W helps me figure out what's missing for the survey I need to write my next book. Apparently I've been stalled for a month by a simple instruction to "make and send the shortened link" for returns. Sigh. Should have asked him sooner!

What a spiritual journey this Lenton season has been for me, reading through the book of John. John was the beloved friend of Jesus and an eyewitness to what Jesus said and did. I finish the final (Lent Day 40) blog post in late afternoon. Read it (and catch up on the others) here.
Read more:
*For God so loved the world that he gave his only son, so that everyone who believes in him may not perish but may have eternal life. John 3:16

*He is named Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9:6

*In Christ, God was reconciling the world to himself, not counting their trespasses against them, and entrusting the message of reconciliation to us. 2 Corinthians 5:19

Moravian Prayer: Prince of peace, we confess our faith this day as we remember your last breaths, your cries of anguish, and the blood spilling from your side. Bless and comfort us, gracious God. Remember us as you go into your kingdom. Amen.

Friday, March 29, 2013

Lent Day 40: Grateful

Early on Good Friday morning, I tune in to the YouVersion reader to hear Mark 14-15. Each year, believers read the Story, think about God's love, and say thank you for the sacrifice of Jesus on the cross.

This year it's particularly meaningful to me. I listen and imagine Jesus' Friday, which includes:
  • a feast with friends
  • warning those expecting promotion and political wins about hardships and sorrow ahead
  • fervent prayer to endure and stay the course, if there is no other route forward
  • rousing sleeping followers, who fade away instead of supporting you
  • betrayal by an insider ... then watching trusted friends melt away
  • healing someone who's coming to take you away
  • looking a best friend in the eye after he swears up and down that he's never had anything to do with you
  • hearing a mob scream for your blood
  • a politically-rigged trial results in a death sentence
  • humiliation by religious leadership, mockery with a purple robe and thorn crown; then being struck, beaten, beard yanked out, spit upon by foreign oppressors
  • needing a stranger's help to carry your load
  • 3 hours of excruciating physical pain on the cross, while your mother and supportive women watch and cry
  • being shamed in public, knowing that shame will be applied to your family and friends
  • calling out the Psalms to focus on God's plan instead of your human desires
  • letting go of human desires and life itself, to do the work of God - the work that God could do only through you
I am in tears when the reading finishes. What amazing love! What a sense of mission!

What parts of Easter speak loudest to you? What in your Passion week readings brought you to a grateful pause?

Read more:
*Psalm 40:9-17; Esther 8:1-9:17; Romans 10:1-13

*When you said, "Seek My face," my heart said to you, "Your face, O Lord, I shall seek." Psalm 27:8 (NASB)

*Just as Moses lifted up the snake in the wilderness, so the Son of Man must be lifted up,  that everyone who believes may have eternal life in him.” For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.

For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him. Whoever believes in him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe stands condemned already because they have not believed in thename of God’s one and only Son. John 3:14-18 NIV

*Jesus came out, wearing the crown of thorns and the purple robe. And Pilate said to them, “Behold the Man!” John 19:5 (NKJV)

Moravian Prayer: We look at the cross, O Christ, and see your abandoned, broken, suffering face – looking upon us only with love. May we deeply feel your gaze, making us more acutely aware of the pain in our world and your love for all. Amen.

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Lent Day 39: Easter weekend

Had a great day today. I finished up a week of coach training and spent the evening at a garden workshop, creating a terrarium (birthday gift from our kids). Ahead lies the awe-inspiring Easter weekend.

The next few days encompass one of the highlights of the Christian year. Oh the wonder of God being broken for us ... so that we can be made whole. In some parts of the world, people will harm themselves on Good Friday, as though Christ's pain was not enough for God. Some of us will fast and pray in remembrance of the sacrifice made on our behalf.

Then we'll have a day of reflection on Saturday. The quiet day. The day of waiting. The day to pause and consider how everything changes because of

Easter morning.

Hallelujah for the cross. And God be glorified in the resurrection. He makes all things new.

Hope you take time to ponder what was done for you. Who you are in God's eyes. Valued. Beloved. Cared for. Sought after. Washed whiter than snow. Given a new beginning in Christ. Holy. Acceptable to God.

I'm so grateful for Easter. What are some of your best memories about the celebration?

Read more:
*[Watchword for Maundy Thursday] He has gained renown by his wonderful deeds; the Lord is gracious and merciful. Psalm 111:4 NLT

*My righteousness is near, my salvation has gone forth, and my arms will judge the peoples. Isaiah 51:5 (NASB)

*Jesus said to the disciples, “I have eagerly desired to eat this Passover with you before I suffer.” Luke 22:15 NLT

*[Jesus said:]  “As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Now remain in my love. If you keep my commands, you will remain in my love, just as I have kept my Father’s commands and remain in his love. I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and that your joy may be complete. My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. You are my friends if you do what I command." John 15:9-14 NIV

Moravian Prayer: Teacher, friend, and Lord, as we gather in our own upper rooms today, we know that your love is sure, though your way is not easy. Renew and nourish our bodies and spirits to be your people. Amen.



Friday, April 22, 2011

Lent day 39: Oh dreadful day

Today I remember
When they dragged you away
Spat on your holy face
Beat your innocence
Cursed your righteousness
And accused you of things you did not do.

It was for me
And those like me
That you endured the day
Oh dreadful day.

Oh terrible day
When the universe shuddered at our blasphemy
And God turned from you in turning toward us.

Today I remember
And pause to worship the bloody feet
The beaten brow
The torn back
The face plucked of beard.

Oh dreadful day
When angels wept at God's wrath
Satisfied by God's terrible love.

Oh wonderful, awe-filled day.
I remember and say
"Thanks be to God who gives us the victory
Through our Lord Jesus Christ."