I felt a bit sad as I opened my little purple Sacred Space book today for the next to the last reading.
The spine on it is broken, I've put bits and pieces of interesting newspaper clippings in it. It looks quite a bit different than the shiny crisp booklet I opened on Ash Wednesday.
I wonder if I look any different-- spiritually-- than I did when I began this Lenten prayer practice?
Today's passage is about Joseph of Arimathea quietly coming to get Jesus' body and provide a proper burial for Him. John makes quite clear in his account (19:38-42) that Joseph of Arimathea was a secret follower of Jesus.
And our friend from early in Lent '08, Nicodemus-- who met with Jesus in the night to ask him his burning questions-- is here again in the night as well. This time, to prepare Jesus' body for burial.
Am I a willing Christian by night, but a reluctant Christian by day? Does it matter to me what people think of me-- and my faith in Christ?
Tonight as we gather for our annual Easter Vigil service, we will gather to tell our story-- a story recorded in Scripture-- the story that gives us our name and our identity: Christian.