OH, IT'S GOOD FRIDAY!

How time flies and one's childhood becomes such a distant memory. I came to the foregoing reflection in the course of a conversation with someone today. Said she, "I'd be going to church this evening" and I went, " Oh, it's Good Friday! Do people still go to church on Good Fridays?".

Forgive my seemingly flippant unreligious present -no thanks to the demands of my undergraduate years and the duti-ness of the profession it led into. But the above conversation drew me to remember how Easter was those years ago when I was a little child (I am still much a child, maybe not a little one!). The holiday was looked forward to and no one ever wanted to miss the crucifixion movie that the TV stations always had a way of showing in the afternoon of Good Fridays. And there was usually some church service on Friday evenings and I remember some church denominations have a Galilee-like event on Easter Monday( not sure now if it is also called Good Monday!...Why  not?).

That was then. I had gone to the university years after and if there was any (personal) holiday for me during the Easter,I'd probably be on the road on Good Friday and be on the road again on Easter Monday. The childhold Easter routine got even more disrupted when I started a career more years after. And as my innocent remarks today confirm, my life has practically become out of sync with the Easter activities of my childhood. I do have a hope though and it's when I become a parent and would have to help create a similitude for my wards. But then life may have changed signicantly in the details of such celebrations. We shall see about that.

As for now,I would say I still believe in what Easter stands for. It's just that I am not active in its celebration as the rest of the world does, and much less the way I did as a child.

Happy Easter to all my readers.