I have been trying to get the time to properly tell you about church last Sunday, it was a powerful service.
We were asked to be in our seats at 9am. When we entered the room, the first thing I saw was a big cross in the back of the room. People would pray, then hammer a nail into the cross. It’s probably obvious to most of you but this was to signify that Jesus died for OUR sins. The Romans may have done the work but the blame was on each of us.
The lights were very dim, with a single spotlight on another huge cross set up center stage. It was over 7′ tall and had a red sash draped over and around it.
We found some seats and then the choir entered, dressed all in black. They filed in from behind us. As they reached the cross, each one of them paused briefly. The women each placed a red rose at the foot of the cross.
Hammering could be heard occasionally from the back of the room.
The music being played was powerfully sad. I haven’t seen “Passion of the Christ” yet, but it could have been from the soundtrack.
The Pastor had a very somber message from John 19, which included some ‘responsive reading’ from us.
“Crucify Him, Crucify Him”.
“We have no King but Caesar”.
As people felt led, they would go to the back and hammer a nail into the cross.
At the end of the service, two women carefully took down the red sash and carried it out. It looked uncannily like a body.
We all left quietly.