Friday, April 22, 2011

Finding Something (on a Good) Friday

When I was a kidder, Good Friday was...quiet. Around noon, a somberness would settle over the everyday activities, culminating in an evening service that left all spiritually bereft. Even children could sense the sadness of this sacred day.

These days, I'm not sure Good Friday is that much different from any other Friday. Kids have baseball games, adults have to work late into the evening, moms rush around with last minute shopping for Easter dinners. I mean, if aliens crash landed on Earth today, they might wonder why humans were making such a fuss about recycling (It's also Earth Day). But would they notice anything else?

Would they find the spiritual quiet of Good Friday?