Good Friday

     It is Good Friday.  The liturgical color for the day is black.  I'm pretty sure this is the only day in the church calendar that uses black, the traditional color, at least in most western cultures, for mourning.  We mourn today for the death of Jesus.  Yes, we know what happened later, but he suffered so much and we do not take that lightly. 
     It is not easy to die on behalf of others, especially those who seem unworthy, and for those whom we do not know.  Yet he did not run away from arrest.  He did not trade blow for blow or curse for curse.  He was suffering on behalf of his persecutors as well as for us two thousand years later.  It's a gift that remains ever fresh, and still painful after so long.  For we do not deserve the blood he shed.  Yet from love he did it anyway.
     Thank you, Jesus.  Help us to be more worthy.  Help us to be willing to serve on behalf of others ourselves.  Amen

A thought for the day

A thought that was passed on to me:  "When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closd door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us."  --cited as from Helen Keller