Holy Week in Just 2 Hours

I had this moment when I realized that I missed the timing on my Lent Devotional… and when I remember we were in the middle of the showing of Jesus Christ Superstar here at church.  It was, as always, fun and intriguing and… emotional.  2 hours from pre-Palm Sunday to Jesus’ death.  It’s a fast journey, each moment you kind of want to stop and reflect and inquire about what is going on right now – but you don’t have time because it’s on to the next scene.  And the whole play stops at Jesus’ death.  It leaves you with a lingering question – who was/is Jesus? Was it all real?  Did it really happen? What are we to believe?

 The play asks that from many perspectives: Judas foremost but also Mary Magdalene, Peter, the High Priests, Pilate and… well… us.

 And while the actual events of the movie took a whole week to play out, according to the story, I imagine it felt that fast to them too.  Can’t we just pause it – take a step back – figure this all out.  Sometimes I presume that they should have known more because they were right there watching it all happen… and yet I doubt that really helps that much.  They are so caught up in events beyond them they end up just as confused as I am.  We watch from the outside-in when we read these stories and it affords us a much better angle from which to understand.  Perhaps that’s why I love watching this play.  Perhaps that is why I love worshiping my way through Holy week – each service standing for itself, not pushing ahead, trying not to jump to the end of the story but letting the moment take you.  Living the story as if you are in it, and not watching from audience:

 A raucous entry into the city of all cities with large crowds and GREAT praise music…

 A Passover meal and foot washing and broken bread and hanging in the garden and betrayal…

 A  trial followed by a trial followed by a trial and crowds get more and more blood thirsty leading to the execution of incarnation of Hope…

 A day that was meant to be worship spent hiding from death and confronting the reality that how does one worship when the object of worship has died…

 And then an empty tomb… stories of being alive… can’t find evidence to say it’s true but also that it’s not?  Could it be… could it be that Jesus is alive again?

 I thank you for the privilege of walking this journey with you… I hope to see you through the next four days as we live this story in search of life on the other side of death.

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About Andrew Kukla

I am the proud father of four wonderful children, loving husband to Caroline, brother to three mostly wonderful sisters, and son of two parents that gifted me with a foundation of love and freedom. I also am a Presbyterian pastor and former philosophy major with a love of too many words (written with many grammatical errors and parenthetic thoughts), Soren Kierkegaard, and reflections on living a life of discipleship that is open to all the challenges, ups and downs, brokenness and grace, of a chaotic and wonderful life founded upon the love of God for all of creation.

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