Kelley Mooney’s approved spiritual lyrical adaptation of Leonard Cohen’s “Hallelujah.”
Be Blessed on this Resurrection Day!!
A crown of thorns placed on His head He knew that He would soon be dead He said did You forget Me Father, did You? They nailed Him to a wooden cross Soon all the world would feel the loss Of Christ the King before His Hallelujah
He hung His head and prepared to die Then lifted His face up to the sky Said I am coming home now Father to You A reed which held His final sip Was gently lifted to His lips He drank His last and gave His soul to glory
The soldier who had used his sword To pierce the body of our Lord Said truly this is Jesus Christ our Savior He looked with fear upon his sword Then turned to face his Christ and Lord Fell to his knees crying Hallelujah
Took from His head the thorny crown And wrapped Him in a linen gown And laid Him down to rest inside the tomb The holes in His hands, His feet and side Now in our hearts we know He died To save us from ourselves, Oh, Hallelujah
Three days went by, again they came To move the stone, to bless the slain With oil and spice anointing, Hallelujah But as they went to move the stone They saw that they were not alone But Jesus Christ has risen, Hallelujah
Okay, let me set the scene for you. It’s Easter Sunday. My son and I taught Kids Church at our church at 9 am. We’re very Pentecostal! My husband is Catholic. So on Christmas Eve and on Easter Sunday, my son and I become “C and E” Catholics, so we can go as a family to Dad’s church with him.
Perhaps not ideal. Or, even what I pray for. But it is what it is!!
Anyway, I know Easter Service is going to be super packed at the Catholic church, so I want to get there as soon as we can, when my son and I get home from our church. We wore regular church clothes, instead of our Kids Church t-shirts and jeans, as we usually would, just to save time. But, I let my son wear his black and white Converse sneakers with his black pants, because, well, who cares, right???
Anyway, my husband insists our kid come inside, and change his sneakers, and so, we got to his church right before 11 am, instead of at 10:30 am, like I planned. There might have been a shot at getting a seat at 10:30 am, but “No Way” at 11 am!! It’s a huge, beautiful church, just rebuilt after the hurricane!
But, folks, this is Easter Sunday…Resurrection Day! Amen! And Hallelujah!!
We walk in through crowds, upon crowds, of people. I see a friend and she says, “No seats!!!” Since the usher just gave her husband the last seat, because he had just had surgery, and wouldn’t be able to stand for an hour and a half.
I can’t either!
So we head back outside…
Walk around to the other door…
Into the overflow room!!
The overflow room has overflowed!
People have overflowed out into the vestibule…
And onto the outside walkway…
And well into the parking lot!
So we decided to stay in the vestibule, ’cause I saw a little 2″ window sill, that I mistakenly thought I could rest on. But, at second glance, I saw that it was way too small for my behind!
What was I thinking?
Also, I had worn my really cute, little, tiny heels, since I figured,
“Hey, I’m not working and standing all day, right?
I’ll be sitting, won’t I?”
My mind is racing.
How to find a way to sit down…
I ask the usher if there are any folding chairs? “No!” My husband goes to the Annex Building to look. “No!”
Then I spy a door to a kitchen, and just inside, is a little mahogany step stool!
I sneak in when the usher isn’t looking, and grab it!
Nice Christian move, huh?!?!?
I sat rather uncomfortably on this stool for the entire service, I couldn’t even see the priest. I peeked around the blob of people in front of me. He was miles away, but I saw that he had white hair. We had settled right next to the bathrooms, where people were coming and going, and flushing! Not really conducive to worshiping!
But, with their great sound system, and I could hear every word the priest said!
All the hassle was worth it, because of the sermon I heard preached to the Catholics!!
After awhile everyone calmed down to stand in their chosen spots, and the ceremony began. They even sang “Celebrate, Jesus, Celebrate”
Which I loved! Real hand clapping music! Amen!
The priest was talking about what Jesus did for us on the Cross…
“It’s Finished, Nothing Else Needs To Be Done!”
He helps them recite their profession of faith and belief in Jesus Christ, etc.
While I’m not Catholic, my Mom’s older sister was a nun, I was raised in a Catholic town in NJ, and basically there were a hand-full of us non-Catholic Italians in our town-most of whom were related to us!!
So, if you have any questions, please go to Rebecca Hamilton’s blog called Public Catholic, at:
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