good friday

friday morning around 10am Ryan was telling me about this "carrying the cross" through town event that goes on in canton. I thought- woah. thats cool. when is that?

oh. it starts at 1030.

 

well.... are you going?!? because that sounds really cool and I think we should!

so we rushed through the house, got dressed (because yes. I was still in my pajamas) and headed out. not knowing what to expect. 

at all.

friday morning was one of the most interesting, neatest, thoughtful things i have ever done. a group of people gathered together and literally carried a cross through our little town. 

we stopped at the churches and read scripture and prayed. 

we then walked some more. 

we caused a traffic jam. 

and yes. we even stopped a train. 

(not kidding there)

it only took an hour- but during that hour of thought and reflection- i thought about what it must have been like for Jesus to walk through his town carrying his cross. carrying his death. knowing- im about to die. people were staring at him. ridiculing him. he kept going though. kept going to the cross. i thought about what it means when we- are to take up OUR cross and follow him.

what does that look like? what is that? 

it was good. very good.

 

of course. 

good friday doesn't end on good friday. 

tomorrow brings the joy of resurrection. 

of life.

of color. 

of joy. 

friday was good. but sunday is going to be great. 

love. peace. and joy this easter weekend.