Good Friday School, With a Heavy Heart
For Bible study, we've been making our way through the Gospel according to Matthew. This morning, we read through the account in Chapters 26 and 27: Jesus being seized in the garden of Gethsemane, Him being beaten and spat upon at Caiaphas' house, Peter denying Him three times, Jesus being led to Pilate, Judas committing suicide, Jesus being accused and scourged, Simon of Cyrene being compelled to carry His cross, Roman soldiers making a mockery of Him, and Him hanging there on a cross because of my sin. . .
Oh, how He loves me! What a mighty God we serve!
As my children took in this Gospel message, my heart felt as though it would burst. I get heavy this time of year, every year. The deeper I dig, the more I align my heart with His, the higher He takes me, the more the Spirit tweaks at my understanding of the burden Jesus bore on the cross for me.
I am overwhelmed, the tears flow, and the kids wonder. . .
I tell them that they'll have to excuse Mommy. The gravity of Jesus selfless act is not lost on me. Oh, how I pray and yearn for their little hearts to make those connections. I know it comes in time, it comes with hearing the Word, it comes by living and testing and trials, it comes by maturing in faith.
With tears choked back, I move forward in our day. We listened to this song and this one, and watched this video, while the kids created something to remember Good Friday.
|"Lots of Crosses"|
-3 year old
|"A King on a Cross"|
|"A Crown of Thorns"|
|"Darkness Covered the Land and The Three Crosses"|
By this time, Husband came home early from work and the kids were babbling with excitement to him about what we did this morning. This gave me a moment to I slip away to my "secret closet" (translated: laundry room or garage) and let the tears flow. I stand it awe of a selfless Savior who died for me. I could never repay the debt I owe.