This one time I went to I went to a Catholic school and on occasions such as Easter our entire school would gather for singing practice before our Good Friday service. I loved Good Friday service because a.) Wahoo for any kind of classroom disruption what so ever and b.) I loved those church songs. Not because I really paid any attention to the words, but because Mrs. Q was our singing coach and per her instruction, louder was always better. She wanted this school of Catholic singing children BELTING our music to the Lord.
To this day, all it takes is for me to sing one line of ANY of the songs we grew up practicing and no matter where my little sister is in the house, she will echo back the next line.
A particular favorite of ours is called “Were You There? (When They Crucified My Lord)”…
Were you there when they crucified my Lord? (repeat 3 times)
Were you there when they nailed him to the cross (repeat 3 times)
Were you there when they laid him in the tomb (repeat 3 times)
Were you there when the stone was rolled away (repeat 3 times)
Ohhhh Ohhh oh Ohhhh…sometimes….it causes me to TREMBLE…TREMBLE…TREMBLE (repeat 3 times)
I remember singing the song, thinking how completely morbid it was to s-l-o-w-ly walk us kids through each stage of his death in order to gear up and celebrate his resurrection. It was just…so…SAD.
Naturally I’ll be singing it this afternoon with my sister when the family gathers for Easter Brunch. It will be one of many we don’t miss rehearsing on Easter Sunday. I like to envision brunch will go something like this:
And when we return from a long day of egg hunting and candy eating, I plan on watching my favorite family movie. Or maybe just the happy half of it:
HAPPY EASTER SUNDAY!!! Unless you don’t believe Jesus died for your sins, was buried and rose again in which case…GOD REST YE MERRY GENTLEMEN I’M PRAYING FOR YOUR SOUL!