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Apr. 20th, 2006 04:42 pmThe girls have black clothes to wear tomorrow (don't worry, I didn't go out and buy them all black outfits, it is cobbled together from other outfits, though I did buy them all little black shrugs as I think they'll get a lot of use out of those.) Everyone's white clothes for Pascha night are ready. My red eggs are cooling. I would like to go to the 12 gospels service tonight, but I don't think that is going to happen. It is such a long service and Brad didn't seem too pleased about being left with the girls *again* especially at bedtime, and I'm not risking taking them to another service today. This morning was not a success by any stretch of the imagination. We left before Communion.
But...things are coming together in readiness. And I keep thinking about how Pascha is not just remembering an event that took place about 2000 years ago. Just as the Eucharist is not just about remembering that same event. It is all of us, from all over the world, from all times and places, in heaven and on earth, all of us who call the Jesus Lord, the Christ, the Savior, and strive to become one with Him coming together to make the event happen all over again. We don't reinact the Crucifixion, the Burial, the Resurection. In the next three days...we will actually experience them.
Oh how I wish there were words for this. I wish I could explain it to my children, help them see and understand that Pascha is not just long, painful services, special clothes, candy and the other foods I've been denying them. I guess I have to just keep slogging through in my weak, inadequate way and try to show them the joy and hope and bright sadness.
Oh how I wish they could...see Him.
But...things are coming together in readiness. And I keep thinking about how Pascha is not just remembering an event that took place about 2000 years ago. Just as the Eucharist is not just about remembering that same event. It is all of us, from all over the world, from all times and places, in heaven and on earth, all of us who call the Jesus Lord, the Christ, the Savior, and strive to become one with Him coming together to make the event happen all over again. We don't reinact the Crucifixion, the Burial, the Resurection. In the next three days...we will actually experience them.
Oh how I wish there were words for this. I wish I could explain it to my children, help them see and understand that Pascha is not just long, painful services, special clothes, candy and the other foods I've been denying them. I guess I have to just keep slogging through in my weak, inadequate way and try to show them the joy and hope and bright sadness.
Oh how I wish they could...see Him.
