Passion

"If the world hates you, remember, it hated me first."

   

    I'm beginning to think that the Holy Week of 2011 has a looming unnamed presence in my life right now. I haven't prayed or mused over salvation and faith and acts of faith before. Maybe because it runs through my birthday (a sign that I am gettng older), and therefore makes me a little more laid back and think of other things besides business or work or craft. I tend to think more of my little family, my husband, my child, and a good marriage- the few things I cannot leave behind. I'm not in a mood for vacation. The thoughts about my book release are suspended temporarily in my head.

   Last year, Holy Week, was the first time I've watched Mel Gibson's film. I used to read about it from the papers many years ago, but at the height of all that controversy or many questioning about the film, I wasn't enticed at all to watch it.And when I did, I went beyond the movie-ness of the film but took it as a peek to the existence of Christ.

 

"Love one another."