Tremble.

I’ve been able to pause and reflect over the past few days. For the past few weeks I’ve been running nonstop and have been exhausted. Needing to find some Sabbath I took Friday and Saturday to spend time breaking my daily routine and just enjoy not looking at my email, being worried about what was next on my schedule or what all I needed to get done that day. I’ve spent a bit of time over the past few days thinking about this Lenten season and how I have experienced the presence of Christ during this season, I’ve had a hard time putting my experiences into words partly because one of the experiences during this Lenten season involved a trip to Cuba that opened my eyes and have me a better scope on what is happening in another corner of the world.

This morning a friend of mine shared the lyrics of the hymn Were You There on Instagram with his reflections about the hymn, after reading his reflections I began to reflect on the Maundy Thursday service at my church this past Sunday and how the song made me feel.

Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.

Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

Were you there when they nailed Him to the tree?

Were you there when they nailed Him to the tree?

Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.

Were you there when they nailed Him to the tree?

Were you there when they laid Him in the tomb?

Were you there when they laid Him in the tomb?

Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.

Were you there when they laid Him in the tomb?

Were you there when He rose up from the grave?

Were you there when He rose up from the grave?

Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.

Were you there when He rose up from the grave?

I wasn’t there when they crucified or nailed our Lord. Nor was I there when laid him in the tomb. Nor was I there when he rose from the grave.

I can only reflect on how I felt Thursday listening to each member of our congregation drive nails into the cross as the left worship. When it came time for me to drive a nail into the cross I found a spot began to hammer and tremble from thinking about what it was like to have been in the crowd on that day Christ was crucified. All I can do is tremble and think. Guess I’ll just keep thinking, learning, growing, following and trembling.

-Find the lyrics from Were You There at http://www.hymnary.org/text/were_you_there_when_they_crucified_my_lo#media

-Thank you to my friend Lawrence Powers who sparked this reflection.

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