- Dec 18, 2017
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Here is a personal reflection form one who has just attended a "Good" friday church service.
First a little background - my journey to wholeness in Christ has been a not without pain and loneliness - for years I could not look at a representation of Jesus on the cross.
Second - because of His graceful intervention in my personal shipwrecked circumstances, the core of my faith is a celebration of Life.
So I found the "good" Friday focus rather morbid. Even a celebration of death - I was the only one in the service that did not participate in throwing dirt on the cross (symbolising the participation in the death of Jesus by my sin)
Another church service had candles on the cross - this is much less bleak.
One young lady fainted in the service - which carried on regardless.
Somehow the service was rather something to endure than enjoy.
I would like to see a rethink of what is presented on this special day.
Someone asked me what I thought (that would have been a lengthy conversation and I knew they didnt have time for that.
So I drove home alone asking Jesus 'what was that all about'?
First a little background - my journey to wholeness in Christ has been a not without pain and loneliness - for years I could not look at a representation of Jesus on the cross.
Second - because of His graceful intervention in my personal shipwrecked circumstances, the core of my faith is a celebration of Life.
So I found the "good" Friday focus rather morbid. Even a celebration of death - I was the only one in the service that did not participate in throwing dirt on the cross (symbolising the participation in the death of Jesus by my sin)
Another church service had candles on the cross - this is much less bleak.
One young lady fainted in the service - which carried on regardless.
Somehow the service was rather something to endure than enjoy.
I would like to see a rethink of what is presented on this special day.
Someone asked me what I thought (that would have been a lengthy conversation and I knew they didnt have time for that.
So I drove home alone asking Jesus 'what was that all about'?