As a child, old folks would tell us that we should be pious and quiet for a week; especially on a Friday when God is dead. There were a lot of tradition and practices that were handed down and most were not questioned, until I became a believer of Jesus. I can’t imagine a day without God and to think that it’s supposed to happen yearly, a bit scary.
So what is the big deal about Holy Week, anyway?
We are to commemorate the death and resurrection of someone we all know. Jesus– the famous, most hated, loved, intriguing, controversial person in history!
Most used and abused, and His resurrection is now represented by a rabbit and celebrated by looking for hidden eggs (just like his supposed birthday is represented by a fat guy in a red suit). I don’t get it, but that’s just me.
Jesus doesn’t have a middle name. Just Jesus, the Messiah. His name is used to cast out demons and heal the sick. Jesus is salvation. Jesus is forgiveness. Jesus name is power. Jesus is victory. That is why we shouldn’t take his sacrificial death lightly and that is why we should celebrate him daily.
As Holy Week is observed all over the world, may we not lose sight of the real meaning of WHO and what we are celebrating.
“Whoever has ears to hear, let them hear.”