A post from the archives today. This exchange with my youngest son still takes my breath away…

The Friday of Lamentation

Today is the day of the feast. My heart is ready. I have spread the banquet. My love is here. I rejoice on this Friday of Lamentation, because I know how the story ends. But my heart is tender, nonetheless.
Last night, we read Matthew’s account of Jesus’ prayers in the Garden and His arrest. I explained to the boys what Nisan 15 was, and how we know that on the night of Jesus’ arrest, there was a full moon. We parted the curtains and stared in awe at the same moon that witnessed the events of that night.

How do you think they felt when they saw Him taken away?
Quiet. Somber. Downcast eyes.
And then later, a flood of tears.
Why do you cry? I asked.
I don’t know, he said.
More tears, trembling, gasping tears.
I wrapped him in my arms.
Whispered softly in his ear: It’s Jesus.
There’s so much love, he said.
I know.

I know.

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  1. says

    How wonderful, a tender heart. God created us for good, yes we have sin but in young people we can more easily see what God intended. How precious that your son was so touched, it shows the compassion that God has given him. I know I don’t have to tell you to protect that in him….what a gift, he will surely nurture and love as he grows.

    God Bless,

  2. says

    There is so much love. It takes my breath away. The Easter story is so absolutely amazing.

    How precious that your little one grasps it. You have given him roots that will hold him fast in the years to come.

    Have a blessed Easter!
    He is risen!

  3. says

    it is so sweet how they get it in their innocent hearts so much happens between the time we are babies and then become adults – may we always remember our child like faith through the eyes and cries of your babies!

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