Joanne often remembered Good Fridays when she would accompany her father to churches where he would preach on each of the "seven last words." These services would last four hours. There was no complaint in her memory just recollection of time with father. My memory of those services is of people coming and going with few present for the full time.
Later I experienced tenebrae services many in which I participated. Usually they were quite dramatic and preaching was not the main focus. Lighting and candles created atmosphere. Heavy crosses were carried in some.
This does not feel like Good Friday nor Holy Week. Global pandemic is very Good Fridayish though, with suffering, death and an unpredictable future. Perhaps this virus will replicate the gloom of the first Good Friday and give us better preparation for appreciating Easter. Yes, we certainly long for hope and new life.
I'll participate online tonight with Calvary Lutheran, S. Mpls., where both of my children have roles in the service. Here's hoping for you, deep Good Friday experience.
Takk for alt,
Al
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