Last Sunday, we began worship waving palms as we remembered Jesus’ entry into Jerusalem. We, like the crowds, were all for him. He is our guy we proclaim! He is the one who will bring the Romans down. He will bring us freedom. He would change the world. The days of oppression will be behind us. How fickle the crowds can be. Human behavior today isn’t any different. Our support for a leader can falter depending how the wind blows. We prefer to follow the crowd than to think for ourselves, and so the festivity of welcoming Jesus into Jerusalem leads to a different kind of kingship than the people envisioned.
This Sunday, we will celebrate the Resurrection of Our Lord. Churches will be filled as we worship the risen Christ who overcomes death’s grip and gives us life. On Sundays we celebrate. Every Sunday is a little Easter. But what happens during the rest of this holiest of weeks, from the waving of the palms until the singing of Alleluia’s, looks a bit different. From Monday – Friday, Pastor Tim, Travis and I might be with people who experience hardship caused by lack of financial resources. This week I spoke with a woman who is unable to pay her utility bill due to her husband’s health problems. She cannot work as stress has stripped her of an appetite and she has lost 30 pounds causing her to be drastically underweight and aggravating her muscle disease. Recent weeks paint a picture of our church building filled with grieving families as a loved one is laid to rest. Other times we may be visiting people who are in the hospital, nursing facilities or people at home dealing with chronic illness or facing death.
Your own experiences may see a week that is filled with joys and sorrows. Sometimes we wonder, “Where are you God?” in the midst of the chaos, stress, relationship issues. It is then that we realize we can’t do life by ourselves.
Holy Week shows us another side of God. On Maundy Thursday, Jesus, aware that his closest friends will abandon him in the coming hours, eats a Passover Dinner with them. It is an intimate meal where he shares bread and a cup, filled with love for each person present. He takes this opportunity to teach them since he knows his time is short. Jesus takes a towel, ties it around his waist, and washes the feet of each disciple. This is a job that is normally designated to the slave in the household; not a leader, not a teacher. So, Jesus teaches them what love looks like, and how love acts. Then, on Good Friday, Jesus shows that love on the cross. The crowds and even his closest friends are gone. Hanging on the cross Jesus suffers humiliation, pain, and isolation from God. According to Matthew’s gospel, Jesus cries the words of Psalm 22, “My God, My God why have your forsaken me!” Soon it is finished; breath is no longer needed. Death has come and his body is prepared, wrapped and placed in a new tomb. Saturday is a day of silence, rest. We hear nothing from God. But God is at work in God’s way.
I find solace in a Savior who knows and experiences life as I do. I trust a Savior who understands human emotions, who knows humiliation. I need a Savior who experiences pain and suffering; a Savior who understands isolation and rejection; a Savior who understands me with all my quirks; a Savior who even questions and doubts God the Father’s presence; a Savior who died in all his humanness, but also will rise because he is God. I find consolation in knowing that as I experience the highs and lows of life, and all that comes with it, I am convinced that nothing can separate me from the love of God – not suffering, dying or death, because Jesus, God incarnate, has been there and has risen. I am convinced that I have a Savior who loves me, more than I can ever love him back. I need Jesus each day of the week, not just on Sunday, because Jesus is about life everyday. Jesus gets right down in the trenches of everyday life and lives it with me. I meet Jesus much more in the suffering and challenges of life than I may even be aware. Holy Week shows me a different kind of Jesus, that’s one reason Holy Week is important.
In Christ, Pastor Pam Schroeder
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