Good Friday

Today is the Passion of our Lord. HIs passion for us, to have died on the cross, at the very hands of his own people.Good Friday is one of the most holy days in the church's liturgical calendar, yet sadly Malaysia doesn't recognize it to be a public holiday. Yet, work is no excuse that I cannot worship my God.

 

It was a solemn day and my mood reflected it. While I didn't feel depresed, I felt down to earth, knowing that something serious and mysterious was at work . I realised it was the day that my God died for me. How many people can say that they know someone who died for them , and to me I feel so blessed and honored that I have know someone who has died for me. And He isn't any ordinary person, but he was the Son of my God. The thought of this is mind boggling and so humbling.

 

In the afternoon i decided to recite the rosary, meditating on the Sorrowful mysteries. I used my Choice Spiritual booklet's reflection , and it struck me so deeply, the suffering that Jesus went through. The pain , that he faced, at the hands of his own people, in front of his Mother. And once again it was for me. As I read the reflection, tears started rolling down my cheeks. I believe this is the first time , I've said the rosary in tears. As it was also the start of the feast / novena of Divine Mercy, I decided to say the chaplet of divine mercy and to novena of divine mercy. Through His Grace, I hope that I can finish the Novena of Divine Mercy .

 

Good Friday services, was a solemen affair in church. I was surprised our crucifix wasn't covered in purple clothe, I guess it was taken down after the Chinese Mass at 3 pm .I've lost count of how many times i've said thank you , and yet i feel it isn't enough.