It’s Holy Week. The week we mourn the death and celebrate the resurrection of Christ.

A heart posture of sobriety and jubilation. Mixed emotions.

Christ came, died and rose.

But…this week hasn’t felt holy.

I haven’t been especially diligent in my prayer/devotional time.

I haven’t felt the weight of what this week represents. I’m simply trying to get through it.

And lately, that’s what I do.

Muscle through moments, get through tough conversations, find dinner, sleep.

I’m living on fumes. The yester times of devotion.

What I know to be true but am not currently experiencing.

Learning to be present but failing to be heavenly minded.

I’m existing.

So it’s Wednesday. And I have Holy Thursday, Good Friday, Silent Saturday (made that up) and Resurrection Sunday to get it together.

I wanna take in the communion of this time.

I want to pause, reflect and enjoy this week.

So I’m taking off my shoes and standing on the holy ground of this week.

Because for all Jesus has done for me, he at the very least deserves that.

Stand with me?

Hope this helps!

Ambini

If you want to do something to observe this week, my church created a read along plan for the week which started on Sunday, March 29th.