Easter with My Mother

Today was Good Friday, when Jesus was crucified 2000 years ago.  I, who am visiting Japan, went to Hamamatsu Catholic Church for a special Misa with my 86 year-old mother, who was baptized at the church about two and half years ago.
According to the Bible, the night before His crucifixion, Jesus was arrested by Roman soldiers, led by Judas Iscariot, and immediately taken to the high priest. By the priest, Jesus was sentenced to die because of the blasphemy of calling himself the Son of God and beaten violently. Because Israel was governed by the Roman Empire in those days, the next morning Jesus was taken to the Roman governor, Pontius Pilate’s house, and then He was flogged and forced to walk to Golgotha carrying his cross
The Crucifixion is the most brutal execution in the Roman Empire, and probably it was enforced so quickly because Saturday was the Sabbath day when no work was allowed.
Taking away the clothes from Jesus, Roman soldiers pushed the thorn crown on Jesus’ head, called him king of Jews with the mockery, spit on Him, and beat his head. Looking at Jesus on the cross, the crowd jeered shouting, “If you are the Son of God, come down from there!” The crucifixion took about 6 hours and according to Isaiah, Jesus was covered fully with his blood and barely recognized as a human.
Around noon, the sky turned dark, and when Jesus released his last breath around 3pm, the earth was shaken greatly and the curtain in the temple was torn from the top to the bottom. This was the moment when our Sin (being away from God and going on our own way), which separated us from God, was removed. Sin we could never pay off no matter how many and how hard we tried good deeds was forgiven by the sacrifice of God’s only Son. Then on Sunday, three days after, He was resurrected and brought those, who believe in Him, the victory overcoming the death, the consequence of our Sin.Apostle John described in his gospel about the Christ, who was rejected, humiliated, abused, and killed, as; “ He was in the world, and though the world was made through him, the world did not recognize him. He came to that which was his own, but his own did not receive him.  Yet to all who did receive him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God.”

During the misa, recalling the sites of Gethsemane, Via Dolorosa, Golgotha, and the tomb I visited on my Israel trip as if a slide show.again,  I was grateful that I could know God’s amazing love, and for another miracle that Ì could celebrate this Easter together with my mother, who was also led to believe in Jesus.  God is good all the time!

The Protestant version of Golgota with the rock hill which looks like a skull.

The Protestant version of Golgota with the rock hill which looks like a skull.

The Protestant version of Jesus tomb near Golgta.

The Protestant version of Jesus tomb near Golgta.

 

One thought on “Easter with My Mother

  1. Kathy,

    So wonderful to hear about your Good Friday service with your mother.
    We had a very special service of our own on Maundy Thursday and celebrated Easter with over 1,000 people attending!
    Take care and be safe on your trip.

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