By God's divine non-coincidence, the kids and I have been reading Exodus chapters 11-13 this week in our morning devotions. We started at Genesis 1:1 way back when and have been reading straight through, and this is where we are this week. :)
You friends who hang out around here know I'm not a great deep thinker. I wish I were. I pretend to be - ha! But in fact, I'm not. Not a deep thinker, not a deep, spiritual teacher, grasping or creating profound teaching moments for my kids. And so I have to work with what I've got. And one thing I've got is a great love for ceremony and ritual and tradition. It sounds grand doesn't it? :) Like I orchestrate great, moving traditions for our family. Ha - not hardly! But small, familiar traditions, yes.
So...Lara's post....Exodus chapters 11-13....and tradition. Hmm. Do those 3 things have anything in common at all? Well, a little. If you think creatively. :)
Because I love tradition, and because I tend to rely on rituals and ceremony to create those teachable moments for my kids, we've been trying in our own little way to get ready for this Resurrection weekend by preparing our hearts and focusing on what it's all really about. Not bunnies (though cute), not eggs (though so much fun - and YES, we will be coloring some tomorrow!), but Jesus. Jesus who died.....died.....DIED so we - so I - wouldn't have to. Because He loves me. Because He longed for His creation to be redeemed.
And so to try to remember that, we've been reading this week from Max Lucado's book, This is Love, and we've been reading the scripture passages that tell about what happened in Jesus' life between Palm Sunday and Good Friday (I've always thought it was so weird that that whole week usually gets left out of the story).
And tonight we will celebrate Passover. Oh, how I love this tradition! I love the symbolism and the reading of the scriptures, and knowing that for thousands of years, God's people have celebrated this same festival in
I love how the matzah (the bread - Jesus is our bread of life) is striped and pierced like Jesus was. I love how there are 3 pieces of bread (representing the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit), how the second piece of matzah is broken (as Jesus' body was broken) and hidden (as Jesus was laid in the tomb). I LOVE that Jesus was celebrating the Passover meal with His disciples when He broke the bread (did you ever wonder why He broke it? It's part of the Passover seder ceremony) and said, "This bread is my body, which is broken for you."
I love that the Israelites sacrificed a lamb (ok, I don't love it for the lamb, but you know....), and that as they placed the blood of the lamb over their doorposts, they were saved. And it's the blood Jesus, our sacrificial Lamb, that now saves us. I love that the 4 cups of wine at Passover all represent Jesus - the cup of sanctification, the cup of deliverance, the cup of redemption (this 3rd cup - the cup of redemption - is the cup of which Jesus said, "This cup is the new covenant in My blood - ooooooh, I love this!!) , and the cup of hope, which isn't drunk at the meal - it's the cup we will partake of in heaven!
This is what Beth Moore wrote about the cup of redemption in her study Jesus the One and Only:
I am convinced this cup (the 3rd cup of Passover) is also the symbolic cup to which Christ referred only an hour or so later in the garden of Gethsemane when He asked God to "take this cup from me" (Luke 22:42). This was a cup He could partake only with outstretched arms upon the cross.Love.
The imminent fulfillment of the cup of redemption signaled the release of the new covenant that would be written in blood. We know Christ did not literally drink this third cup because He stated in Luke 22:18 that He would not drink of another cup until the coming of the kingdom of God. Instead of drinking the cup, He would do something of sin-shattering significance. He would, in essence, become the cup and pour out His life the the redemption of man.
And that's why my family celebrates Passover.
Not because we're Jewish (we're obviously not). Not because we're under the Law (we're obviously not). But because the Passover screams of Jesus and what He did for us on this most holy of weekends.
My kids often ask me why we call it "good" Friday if it's the day Jesus died. It is good because Jesus is the Lamb who was slain for our sins before the foundation of the world.
How does your family celebrate Good Friday?
That is awesome. I grew up going to Messianic sedars but I didn't remember some of the points you made - the stripes/piercings in the matzah, for instance. This year our church had a passover dinner for the Awana kids (very informal but they tasted everything that would be at a traditional sedar). It was a great experience.
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