i've always wondered what's so good about good friday. isn't this the day that signifies the crucifixion of Jesus Christ? the beating, torture, cursing, nailing and death of the man who knew for 33 years that this day was coming and went willingly into the hands of Pilate? i suppose the good part was not what he endured, but what he endured for me - and you, too. that kind of love is definitely good.
i am really not a superstitious person, but the cliche' "bad things come in threes" keeps coming to mind. yesterday, i got a call from a long-time family friend - one of my surrogate moms when i was a kid - telling me that her husband had passed away. i knew that he had been ill for a long time and i had kept telling them that i would come visit when... but "when" never came. the funeral is saturday. i know that he knew how i felt about him, but the least i could have done is drive the 20 minutes it would have taken me to get to their house and told him to his face.
we had a special relationship when i was small. we lived right across the street from them, and all but one of their kids (they had 5) were grown and out of the house. since my mom was having trouble with her undiagnosed bipolar disorder and my dad wasn't around that much, i spent a good bit of time over at their house. they didn't have any grandchildren yet, so they sort of adopted me as their first. "uncle bill" used to make me the most awesome milkshakes. even after i had grown up, every time i visited, he would make me one.
being a Christian and knowing he was a Christian as well, i believe that he is in a wonderful place right now, free from pain and suffering. the pain and suffering are left to those of us who remain. yet, compared to what Christ went through, my grief for my lost friend and my aches and pains from my auto accident seem almost laughable.
let's be optimistic and say that the crazy therapist was bad thing #1, so i can be done with my 3 bad things. it's weird. i can walk under a ladder, stay in room 1313, watch 10,000 black cats cross my path, and break a million mirrors, but i'm still waiting for that third shoe to drop.
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5 comments:
I don't like 3's. Nothing good comes in 3's. The thing that really puts what Christ went through into perspective is "The Passion". That movie made me realize that I am truly not worthy of his gift but He does feel I am. That is the best gift anyone can receive...:)
I know you feel bad about not seeing him before he died, but the words you just wrote were a terrific tribute. And if he was saved, he heard you.
That's the kicker, Kristine. My "special numbers" are 333. I was born at 3:33 and see a triad of threes more days than not - on a clock, a license plate, whatever. Wassup with that?
I have a third shoe in my closet with no idea where its mate is.
Check the dryer, Mark.
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