Have I mentioned we are doing a Passion Play and that my son has the part of Jesus? I also have children playing the parts of St. Peter, St. John, one of the Weeping Women of Jerusalem and the Narrator. I am the Stage Manager, which basically means no one else wanted the job, especially since it entails hauling wooden crosses, backdrops, props and costumes. I am so thankful that God has blessed me with my minivan!
Speaking of my minivan, today I evangelized to a couple thousand people in about 2 hours. How? Well, all you have to do is strap some huge crosses onto the top of your minivan and drive down a highway around rush hour. Then, you discover that the bridge is closed because of a “crane” accident, and you take an hour-long detour with all your fellow commuters. Finally, when you have made it across the river on a different bridge, you find yourself on a detour of a detour! Yes, the route I selected detoured me again because of another street closing. Basically, God allowed me to ride around our city for a solid two hours with people looking at us, and pointing, and some even honking. Because I am optimistic, I think those honks were in support of Jesus.
Meanwhile, my son who will be on the Cross next week during our Passion Play, had to carry the base of his cross because it would not fit anywhere else in the car. At one point, he had nails digging into his skin. He became very uncomfortable. I really felt his pain and tried to help the best I could while navigating stop-and-go traffic. But the base is very heavy, and we didn’t know there were nails in the bottom, plus there wasn’t much I could do to help except be in his pain with him, like the Blessed Mother was with Jesus.
I have to say that seeing your son dying on a Cross is a very emotional moment. I am curious how his father/my husband will do when he sits in the audience and sees this for the very first time on the evening of our live performance. I hope he has a hanky with him!