The Passion of the Christ... Wow... Just wow...
Don't tell me its too graphic. The TV, the theatres show things like this every day. But this... this is real. It happened. He did it for you. For me. He was God but still helplessly human... It was sick what they did. And He didn't have to... The thing that hit me was that He could have given up at any point. The devil taunting Him at every moment. Urging Him to give up and break. But He didn't. So that He could fulfill the prophecy. So that we would have a chance.

Would you go through all that? I don't think I could even if I wanted to. I don't think I'll have the willpower to do it. But He... He would hammer the nails in Himself if He had to... He stood up to continue being scourged, he stood up to continue carrying the cross. For us...
And it brings everything into a grim reality. A real perspective. Suddenly what I'm doing isn't enough anymore. Its a poor excuse for service. We complain of tiredness, discomfort, inconvenience when we serve. But do we remember what He did? Can we ever come close?

Never

I'll be playing guitar for maundy Thursday's service and drums for Easter Sunday. Was in the church sanctuary from 11 to 6 today. As Lynette reminded me... 'Better is one day...'

Still thinking about what Sarah wrote in her blog... Wonder what I did to make her write those things? And who should I believe? I personally think I'm not very good looking. But not till the extent of being 'really ugly'... When the bunch of us had supper at newton, I got the opportunity to talk to her and get to know her a little bit more. And I still don't know where that comment came from. She seemed nice enough.