As
Good Friday is getting close, I prepare myself. Of all celebrations
of the Christian faith, this, to me, is the biggest one. And it's not
about chocolate and Easter baskets, it's not even about food and a
family get together, although I do enjoy a family gathering. Frankly,
I don't like the name Easter for this Holy day. And it is something much
more silent and within.
I
would dislike for Good Friday to come and go and then to find myself
in church on Sunday celebrating a miracle. To me the miracle begins
on Friday. And I want to prepare myself for that. I want to be
conscious about the gift given TO ME. I have been doing this for some
years now and every year this gift is hard to fathom. It is FOR ME!
As
of Monday I am withdrawing a bit from the world. I realize how
addicted I am to my computer and phone as I choose to spend less time
with them. I also do not go out to meet friends, do fun stuff, or
spend time in stores and such. Lastly, I withdrew from food. I know
we are not always to talk about when we fast but I am breaking that
rule. I fast to get weak. When I fast I can't move as fast. I lose
strength, and that is the perfect place to be for this week as I
contemplate Good Friday and an amazing resurrection FOR ME on Sunday.
And while I withdraw, I give my time to the Lord. I just want to be
still, I want to meditate, think of, reflect upon and take in Jesus.
So I pray. I praise. I read in the Word. I worship.
