As we draw closer to Holy Week, I am reminded that there is great power in the liturgy. It is our dance pattern in worship. We know when to participate in the recitation of communal prayers, listening to scripture, singing songs, or hearing the Word proclaimed. We know what to expect, and with such familiarity, there is a feeling of comfort. We find the place that we call home.
I remember when I started attending a United Methodist Church. The first thing that captured my attention was the order of worship. Every week there was a communal proclamation; either a prayer or a profession of faith. Hearing the congregation recite and participate as one body excited me and made me feel connected to the body of Christ. Our words lifted together and rose through the air and filled the church. Our chanting evoked the Holy Spirit to move in our hearts.
And so, our time in the wilderness will end, but the gathering of the saints will not. We will continue to walk along our paths and join together in acts of worship. The light of Christ will guide our hearts as each day we are living proclamations of the mystery of our faith; Christ has died, Christ is risen, Christ will come again. Equipped with this assurance, we direct our steps towards Holy Week.
Today, I am grateful to stand together with my fellow brothers and sisters and affirm what we believe. I rejoice in the homogenous sounds of prayers and praises rising from the ashes and into the heavens. We are children of the light, proclaimers of truth. The simple words we say give way to strength and love. Praise be to God, who fashions us to be in community with one another so that we may continue to grow in the love of Christ.