I’ve just spent a week in a seminary worship intensive and today we did the Holy Thursday, Good Friday, and Holy Saturday Vigil services back to back over a marathon 6 hours, and then debriefed. And yes, we did the whole vigil — and then some.
Well, that is not how one usually does these services (generally, the remembrance of Christ’s self-offering takes place over three days), and I am both spiritually filled up and totally blitzed. But that is not what happened too fast. I guess what you could say is that the fellowship is over too fast. We arrive here and reconnect in deep love and fellowship from all over the country, we live intensely together for a week, we do all this awesome worship, we picnic and go out to eat and drink coffee at Dunn Brothers, and tomorrow we get into cars and planes and it’s done.
And yet the fellowship doesn’t end. Only the residential piece is really done. Thank God for the prayers and the ‘net and the phone that somehow sustain the ties that bind.
It’s time to pack and sleep , but as I sit and look out the window one more time at the brightly lit Minneapolis skyline, I know I have been blessed here, deeply blessed, despite how tightly crammed the week has been.