Holy Week Redux

I had a great Holy Week at the PSC. We did a footwashing service on Maundy Thursday. We held the service in the dining hall and used John 13 as an outline for our service (sans the betrayal). It was a very meaningful service for me. On Good Friday, we had the community service at First Pres. After Good Friday service, I like to go home and pretend that the church doesn't exist anymore--at least until Sunday. I went home on Friday afternoon and worked on a fence around my garden. I found myself cutting off the top of the green vinyl welded wire fence and rolling it up into little coils. I soon realized that I was making little crowns of thorns. Even though I left the church for the weekend, I still could not get away from the sin that put Christ on the cross. Like Peter, I wasn't even aware of what I was doing. It all seemed oddly appropriate.

On Sunday morning, I worshipped away from the PSC since we don't have a Sunday morning service. On Sunday evening, we all gathered informally, reaffirmed that "Christ is Risen Indeed!," and we read the Emmaus story together.

All in all, it was a very meaningful week for me.