It’s a rainy, warm Good Friday and I always think how fickle are crowds. It doesn’t take much, does it, for a crowd to turn from jovial, joyful to murderous, mean. I also don’t understand Good Friday? What’s good about it? Oh, I understand Christ and the cross and how “God sent His only begotten son so that whoever believes on Him might have everlasting life” but I don’t understand the name “Good” Friday. Good Sunday and Resurrection, yes, but “good” Friday…?
Thanks be to God for His ways which are not our ways neither are His thoughts our thoughts. I see a lot more clearly, in one sense, since I’ve become a shepherd. My flock is small but I count them daily, several times a day to make sure each is upright, doing well, happy, content. I cast my cares upon Him for He careth for me and He wants me to be well, happy and content in Him.
Sam is ever watchful and is the first to raise alarm should something or someone be “not right” at the farm. He is ever alert and mindful of his duties and reminds me I should be the same. Having animals makes me a better Christian which is frightening for should I not have animals I’d be a far worse Christian. Being a sinner comes naturally; being a Saint is only through God’s power.
This Resurrection Sabbath please take the day off; please, if at all possible, make the choice to observe the Sabbath by doing not much of anything. Do attend church services and, no, you don’t need new finery. Do break bread with loved ones, do rest a spell on the porch, do spend time in reflection and calm, quiet activities. Perhaps, for a change, don’t turn on the television or radio; don’t listen to canned music, even religious music. Listen to the voice of God whispering through the trees, in the sounds of His creation. Let His peace wash over you, embrace you, prepare you.
Blessed Resurrection to you and yours; go in peace.
Blessings ~ His creation ~ today ~ Sabbath ~ Christ ~ the cross ~ the Resurrection~ ~
Soli Deo Gloria,