Good Friday
Today for the Good Friday Passion play, I played the role of Jesus. It was a very rewarding experience and I got many compliments from nice senior ladies who told me that they were crying. As great as that was, I was most happy when a little girl about the age of 3 came to me and shook my hand. Now, I don’t know if it was the will of the mother or if the little girl actually did it on her own but seeing that brought up many thoughts. I remember when I was little and asking my mom why a man was on a cross and bleeding. It just didn’t make sense why we had a statue of a bloody man on our wall. As I grew, I learned more about his suffering and redemption for us. As my knowledge grew, so did my love. Seeing that little girl helped remind me of the goodness of children. It helped reinforce my pro life philosophy. And it also showed the greater mystery that children may have when viewing the Passion or when seeing Jesus on the Cross. It is up to us to help those children grow in greater wisdom of our Lord, that is what my parents did for me, and that is what I hope happens to that little girl.
