I feel a weight… an awareness… a conscious awakening to what awaits.
The church I’m now a part of participates in a number of Holy Week services… Maundy Thursday, Good Friday and Easter of course. Some of these are new to me. They have not been a part of my past tradition and so I find myself engaged to understand. To learn the history. To extract the significance.
I find myself present in a different way.
Perhaps it helps that my whole world is quite different this year with my recent move. My husband is still back in Nashville selling our house and finishing our relocation, so I have a great deal of quiet time in a strange city with few friends yet.
My view of sacrifice… of loneliness… of quiet… is different these days. I’m sure it’s still quite incomplete but nevertheless it’s shaping me… growing me… stretching me differently.
As we enter Holy Week I’m praying for a continued awakening in my soul to Christ’s sacrifice and to God’s redemption in my life.
What are you praying for this week?