There’s a difference between favorite celebrations and holidays. My favorite celebration is probably Christmas followed by Halloween. But that’s from the context of cultural and secular fun. Gifts, food, movies, traditions, candy, and costumes.
Even this weekend, the most fun part was celebrating my daughter’s eighth birthday with her first sleepover and doing all of the egg and bunny stuff on Saturday. I even managed a Stampy Cat cake that looked more Pinterest than Pinfail. Sunday afternoon we had ham and deviled eggs with extended family. There’s a lot to be said for fun and celebration. It’s part of life’s joys.
But I’m talking about holidays in the purest form. Holy days. That would be Resurrection Sunday and Good Friday and Christmas ranked together. All three are equally important and essential to Christianity.
Our pastor threw the congregation for a loop today. The message started out with a reading of Luke 2. But it was fitting. “And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us.” (John 1:14, ESV) Without God as man, we couldn’t have a Saviour.
This year we attended our first Good Friday service. It will be a tradition. It ended in a somber exit from the sanctuary with Jesus in the tomb. We left with the heaviness of “while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” (Romans 5:8, ESV) And yet hope.
Resurrection Sunday is all about “I am the resurrection and the life.” (John 11:25, ESV) After spending two days focusing on Jesus being the perfect sacrifice and dying for the entire world, Sunday was about rejoicing in the miracle of the empty tomb. The promise of eternity.
“He is Risen”. Indeed.
What is your favorite holy day? How do you reflect on it?