I know it’s Holy Week.
Today is Maundy Thursday. Also known as Great and Holy Thursday, Sheer Thursday, Thursday of Mysteries among other names.
Sandwiched between Holy Wednesday and Good Friday, today is the day that commemorates the Last Supper of Jesus Christ.
I should be solemn.
I should be preparing my heart for the crucifixion.
I should be imagining my place at the Last Supper.
The only problem is I’m turning cartwheels inside.
The best way I can describe it: I feel like the girl who shows up inappropriately dressed at a funeral. Instead of black, I’m wearing a sparkly red ruby dress with four-inch heels, sitting in the back row giggling. I imagine the scouring looks, the hard-pressed index finger shushes, the funeral director coming over and announcing, “Ma’am, I think you need to leave.”
But the problem is that I know the box is empty and the party is about to begin. [Tweet this]
Since Valentine’s Day, myself and a crazypants group of thousands of online friends from around the world took up a challenge to read through the entire Bible during the 40 days of Lent. (Read about that adventure, here). We’ve been gulping around 30 chapters of Scripture every day. And I’m so spiritually full, I feel like the buttons of my jacket are popping off. [Tweet this]
But it’s also grounded me in the truth that God’s got this.
From beginning to end, Alpha to Omega, Aleph to Tav, God’s triumphs. That triumph is exhibited throughout the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus Christ. That triumph is promised to us in Revelation.
There will come a day when you and I will spend afternoons swimming in the river of life and snacking on fruit from the tree of life (Revelation 22:1-5). [Tweet this] We’ll share stories of God’s goodness and faithfulness—the aha! moments of how He had been working in and through our lives all along. And when you’re not looking, I’m going to sneak away, find a water balloon launcher, and get you good! That will be me giggling from the riverbank.
We will play and delight and rejoice and worship in the presence of God—with unabashed gratitude for all Christ has done for us.
I feel like I know too much this Holy Week. Not just that it ends well come Sunday. But it ends well when this is all over… and we discover that it’s really all just beginning.
And that makes me want to do back flips and dance and get my boogie-woogie on.
Yep. I’m party crashing Holy Week. And loving every minute of it! Will you party crash Holy Week with me? [Tweet this]
How has reading the Bible during Lent prepared your heart for Resurrection Sunday?