In keeping with my loose "theme" this year, tonight we sang:
"Jesus, I Will Ponder Now"
"Stricken, Smitten, and Afflicted"
"O Sacred Head, Now Wounded"
"When I Survey the Wondrous Cross"
The music has changed in tone from Palm Sunday's praise with a hint of foreboding to Maundy Thursday's quieter introspection to Good Friday's somber and sorrowful notes. The lyrics make me feel convicted, humbled and profoundly sad, yet filled with grateful awe at the images of a sacrifice of love I could never deserve.
Tomorrow, there will be no music. There will be silence as we ponder and wait...
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