I miss the rhythms of the Christian life I experienced the first 50 years of my life in the Lutheran Church. We had set seasons that were honored with colors on the altar, hymns and choir numbers to match, readings, banners, candles and flower arrangements on the altars dressed for each season.
Especially the Lenten season.
Wednesday night soup suppers before the service weeks before Holy Week when Maundy Thursday, Good Friday and the day of preparation for the Resurrection. All was done with familiar music, rituals, sounds of bells and solemn processionals.
We knew it was a time of reflection, prayer and fasting, self examination, and solemn readings of the meaning of the cross. Sin was recognized and repentance a way of life.
In my experience the “evangelical churches” rarely observe and prepare for the week that changed the world in the same way. Life and teachings as usual and nothing changes in the service. All at once Good Friday appears followed by resurrection celebrated with music and sweet smelling flower gardens…..and it is over. It surprises me….o yeah, it’s Easter.
Good Friday at the BH has been set aside the last 3 years for reflection, prayer and solemnity in the light of the ghastly cost of sin. Places of prayer prepared, communion in remembrance, music, movies of the passion in the library, places to journal and to sit with the enormity of God’s love…..all these spaces dedicated to bring us into the realities of life in the light of the gospel. The doors are open and you are welcome to enter any time into Good Friday.