Palm Sunday: I attend the “traditional” service at my little denominational church. I don’t “get” why the body of believers need “contemporary” and “traditional” services respectively, but, if it fills the pews…I mean, chairs…I’m all for it. I am actually more of a contemporary worship girl than not, but my family attends the traditional service, so, there I am as well. The music this morning was all about the Cross…Then a solo by a woman in my Breaking Free class, the Martina McBride song, 10,000 Angels. After filling my heart with all this music about the cross, I knew very well, in my new found freedom that 2010 Easter week was going to be an spiritually charged week.

Wednesday: Breaking Free; watching 20-plus women actually Break Free…find freedom in Christ, has been an experience I shall not soon forget. One of the girls in the class was telling the class about the local passion play. I mentioned to the class that I would love to go but could not find anyone to go with me. God took care of that need in a blink of an eye. I invited my mother to go with my friend and me. She said she was too busy and after all, Passion plays are too sad…. I had to ponder the “sad” part for a moment. Yes, it is sad. However, is He not worth spending a teensy amount of time out of a year pondering the whole process?

Thursday: Maundy Thursday….Passover. My friend and I set out to see the passion play. Wow. This play was so well done: Acting, costumes, music, timing all perfect. My gosh, I started weeping the minute “Jesus” came into the room. Oh, how I long to see His face, to ask Him one more time for forgiveness for all my trash and to thank Him for the cross…the real Jesus I mean! So, the time comes in the play for Jesus to be scourged and ultimately hung on the cross. In tears, I put my head down, I could not watch, there was blood, lots of blood. Instantly I felt in my spirit, “Lift up your eyes, your sin put Me there as much as the sin of your neighbor!” WOW!

Friday: Good Friday. After such an amazing night last night, there is no possible way I can WORK today. My soul is grieved…..Looking around…. In this day and age, it seems to me that no one notices what today represents. Today is Good Friday. Today is the day we observe the fact that our savior Jesus Christ painfully, sacrificially hung on the cross. He took all my sin, past, present and future on Him…oh, and He took yours too. For the next three days, He is dead. He is in the belly of the earth. What was the earth like during that time? No Jesus? I can’t wrap my brain around it!

330 pm: The aroma of the Parve (Kosher Apple Cake) is floating out of my oven. I am expecting a mighty move of God this evening…I expect Him to show up. As Beth Moore would say, “As much as you want of Jesus, He’ll give you!”

600 pm: Passover begins. There are a lot of readings in Hebrew, lots of rituals. The food itself is…interesting.

Here is what I came away with from my very first Passover. It is no coincidence that Jesus died during Passover. If you remember early Israelites would sacrifice a lamb and put the blood of the lamb over their doorposts in order that the death angel did not kill their first born. Now in approximately 33AD, the dark canyon between the Old and New Testaments, Jesus Christ the Son of God, is that lamb. He shed His precious, perfect Blood for our sin. What more can I say?

Sunday: He is risen!

One monumental thing I have learned in my Jubilee Resurrection week: You and I each have a handful of people that we say we would die for. But how many of us would allow our children to die for the sin of someone else? Think about what God did for you and how very Very VERY much he loves you!!