Saturday, April 7, 2012

10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...

A fad that seems to be going around goes something like this: "The Mayan calendar isn't counting down to the end of the world, it's counting down to [insert event.]" I've spent some time thinking about this fad, and here's what I came up with:

The Mayan calendar isn't counting down to the end of the world, it's counting down until...
Wile E Coyote catches Roadrunner.
Obama gets voted out of office.
we have snow on Christmas in Seattle.
someone develops a cure for the common cold.

On a different note, today is the day between the Crucifixion and the Resurection. Because it was the Sabbath day, nobody could work at all, especially with all the Pharisaic Laws in Jewish society. A lot of people, when something bad has just happened, try to get over it by working like crazy. However, the Disciples and the women often referred to as "the Marys" couldn't do that. In fact, they had nothing to do but sit and count down the hours until they could dress the body for burial. That would have been some miserable counting. Their friend, their Savior, their King lay dead and cold in the grave and they couldn't do anything to seek comfort or distract themselves.

Thank God that at the end of their miserable counting, they met a day of joy.

In closing, here are the lyrics from a powerful Good Friday hymn:

darkest woe! Ye tears, forth flow!
Has earth so sad a wonder?
God the Father’s only Son
Now lies buried yonder.


O sorrow dread!
God’s Son is dead!
But by His expiation
Of our guilt upon the cross
Gained for us salvation.

O sinful man, it was the ban
Of death on thee that brought Him
Down to suffer for thy sins,
And such woe hath wrought Him.

Behold thy Lord, the Lamb of God
Blood sprinkled lies before thee,
Pouring out His life that He
May to life restore thee.

O blest shall be
Eternally
Who oft in faith will ponder
Why the glorious Prince of Life
Should be buried yonder.

O Jesus blest, my Help and Rest!
With tears I pray, Lord hear me,
Make me love Thee to the last,
And in death be near me.



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