Nothing Else Really Matters

We are a family who loves traditions. We love celebrating holidays and birthdays. We love finding reasons to feast. With all of the craziness in our lives some of our traditions this week have not happened. Okay, none of them have happened. There is a lot to catch up on after being gone for 3 weeks and then of course there is the sickness going around. I usually plan a huge St, Patricks Day feast, but I forgot until I was in the grocery store that evening getting something for dinner. The great thing about where we live is there is always something fresh and homemade and good in the bakery section of most grocery stores. So, instead of a feast I opted for a pistachio cake with green icing. Last night we finally got it together enough to sit done to a family dinner. Bruce apologized to the children for practically forgetting that it was Holy Week and we talked a little about what that means. You see, our busyness and anxiety have been the focus for us during this time. My husband went through the events of Holy Week and the significance of Maundy Thursday, Good Friday and Resurrection Sunday. Then he said something that was profound to me. He said, "In the past 2 days our family has been frustrated, angry, sad, scared, and exhausted. None of that means anything in light of what Christ has done for us. No matter what happens in our life, we still have Holy Week which culminates with Good Friday and Resurrection Sunday. Nothing else really matters. Life without this is basically living in Hell." I know it is not that profound and is really common sense for most believers, but I really needed to hear that and to be able to refocus my thoughts and emotions. So I just thought I would share on the chance that someone else needed to hear it as well.