An obvious one is Easter. While in our tradition, we partake of communion each week in remembrance of the death, burial and resurrection of Jesus -- there is something special about Easter. THE day. The day that the tomb was found empty. The day of beginning anew. The day that sets us apart from ALL other world religions.
As I have mentioned last night, a few years back what was believed to be a finger bone of Buddha was found. The bone "went on tour," with people standing in line for hours to see it. And it made me think, "If ever ONE of Jesus' bones was discovered, we would be DONE as a movement." But we don't have to worry about that. Because the tomb is empty. And Jesus lives!
But the 2nd special thing about this week is that it is Master's week. Augusta. It has to be one of the most beautiful pieces of property anywhere. Every blade of grass perfect. I have watched this tournament since it was on TV in black and white. The history. The pageantry. The "we will do it our way" attitude. Five minutes of commercials per hour max. The crowd must be referred to as patrons, not gallery. No off-color comments by the TV guys.
A few years back, a woman protested before the Masters over Augusta's refusal to allow women to join. Now, I don't agree with that position. But you have to admire their moxey. She was trying to get all sponsors to remove their commercials. So as not to put any companies in a position of having to take sides, the Augusta membership said, "This year, WE will cover all the expenses. There will be NO commercials."
Anyway, I digress. Even if you don't like golf, you need to watch the Masters just for the beauty of the dogwoods and azaleas, etc.
I can't wait! Empty tomb. Dogwoods and azaleas. And Tiger winning his 5th green jacket.