For our Bible study on Wednesday, our group got together to share the Lord's supper/communion/ whatever you prefer to call it. We recreated the very Argentine version of the Jewish passover meal that Jesus shared with his disciples the night before he was betrayed. It's a bit more than just bread and wine. It was good to reflect on why we perform this ritual in church and learn more about where it comes from. If you are interested in what this looks like, check out this message that became part of our inspiration as we learned about the symbolism of this traditional meal.
Good Friday. I still don't fully comprehend why we call a day good that celebrates the first century Roman execution of a Jewish man. If it makes sense to you that an innocent man crucified is such a monumental event human history, then I think you have figured out the biggest mystery of the universe. That kind of sacrifice only makes sense when steeped in love.
Death is hard to face. But paradoxically it can be something that brings new life. We see evidence of this in nature all the time.
It's autumn here and the leaves are falling off some of the trees. It's not as pretty as all the burnt colors I'm used to seeing in Wisconsin, but I know when spring comes around it will be all the more beautiful, watching buds pop out again. Similarly, fruit must rot and die for the seeds to bury in the ground and produce more.
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