Beloved of God,
I saw a meme on Facebook recently that said: This is the Lentiest Lent I ever Lented. I giggled at it. But in someways it's true. We've been forced to spend time alone, contemplating our own mortality and the mortality of others, relying on God to carry the whole world.
On Sunday we enter what may be the strangest Holy Week any of us have ever experienced. Instead of gathering on Palm Sunday to triumphantly welcome Jesus, to share the Lord's Supper on Maundy Thursday, to solemnly remember Christ's death on the Cross on Good Friday, we will worship from home. We will not be with our community of faith for the most foundational week of our faith lives. This week is why we gather at all - the death and resurrection of Jesus is our center and our purpose.
And yet, maybe we need a stripped-down Holy Week. Without any of the pomp and ceremony, maybe we can focus only on what really matters: Our Lord, crucified and risen.
The first Holy Week was one of uncertainty, fear, and anxiety. The disciples didn't know what the future held. They leaned on their faith in God's promises, and they leaned on Jesus' love for them.
So, we are invited to do the same. Let yourself live Holy Week. Experience it deeply. Let the profundity of Jesus' last days sink into your mind and heart and soul.