Palm Sunday.
The Last Supper.
Betrayal and Desertion.
Good Friday.
Death.
Easter Sunday.
Life.
Victory.
I've been reflecting these past few days on the journey of Holy Week - the time of year when we follow the footsteps of Jesus to the cross and then his resurrection.
It's really an incredible story - Jesus comes into Jerusalem, welcomed as a celebrity, as King, as Messiah. People are cheering for him, letting a donkey walk on their coats, waving trees. I picture the atmosphere of a ticker tape parade after a sporting team wins a championship...
As the week rolls on, Jesus takes his closest friends aside and gives them a set of amazing intimate experiences - washing their feet, breaking bread with them, sharing his heart, his vision, his sadness, his love.
The crowds disperse. One of Jesus' close friends betrays him. One of his closest friends denies even knowing him. The crowd turns on him. He's left alone. Mocked. Tortured. Then killed.
But we know that's not the end of the story. From death, comes life. From hopelessness comes hope for eternity. From the giving up of all power comes ultimate victory.
As you prepare for this weekend, I pray you are able to enter into this incredible story and experience it in new ways, being reminded again that there is nothing God is unable to restore, to make right, to make whole. You. Me. Our circumstances. Our world.
He is Risen. He is Risen indeed.
Where am I making time to reflect on the Easter story this week?
Which part of the story do I most need to allow God to speak to me through this year?
Where is God already at work, bringing something back to life in my world this week - even if it seems impossible or unlikely?
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