How do some people spend Holy Week these days? Going to the beach, going out-of-town to have that much-needed break, staying at home and just bum around, have DVD marathon and the likes…
When i was young, we, children, were often told and scolded by elders to stop playing, be quiet and talk in hushed voices… and worst of all, to refrain from laughing during Holy Week, especially on Good Friday and Black Saturday. We would attend mass, religiously abstained from eating meat ( every Good Friday of every year, we have Lumpiang sariwa on our table…yummy!), prayed hard and thanked God for saving us from our sins. The elderly would tell us “Bawal tumakbo kasi maaapakan mo ang Diyos”, “Bawal tumawa at magsalita ng malakas kasi naghihirap ang Diyos” . Things like that. Queer, some might say now, but as i reflected on those things, the values and respect for God’s sacrifice for us is inherent there.
Maybe i was young and naive back then, but I’ve never heard of a lot of people going to the beach ( the most popular destination nowadays during Lenten break ), there were no TV shows except “Jesus of Nazareth” or” The Ten Commandments” and the streets were sooooo quiet it’s almost creepy.
Maybe it’s the changing of times.
I spent this Holy Week at home, prayed and contemplated and reflected on my life.I observed my surroundings, too, and noted how times have really changed. Not much at home because i have a very conservative mother. But outside ? Gone are the hushed and creepy silence. And I’ve grown weary of looking for a TV channel that showed my favorite movies during Holy Week. For years now, i have not seen it. And truly, i missed it. So i resolved to reading.
Yes, time is really changing. And we can never tell people how to ponder or mull over Christ’s love and sacrifice for us. To each his own. The most important thing is that we remember, offer ourselves and give thanks to the Almighty God, whatever religion we may be in, whoever we are, sinners or saints… not only for today but every minute of our God-given lives.
By the way, as i am a Catholic, i watched the traditional procession in my hometown. And like a child, i felt goosebumps as i watched the images passed by and prayed some more.
For while we were still weak, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly. Indeed,
rarely will anyone die for a righteous person – though perhaps for a good person
someone might actually dare to die. But God proves his love for us in that while we
were still sinners Christ died for us.
( Pictures by Phen R. )