From Holy Wednesday to Black Saturday, some establishments stop operations. People spend time with their families and observe Holy Week traditions.
As a Filipino who grow up in a Christian family we observe this tradition. I have a vivid memory on how my family spends the entire week. We refrain from attending any extracurricular activities within reason. On Maundy Thursday, early morning my Tatay (father) would turn on our 19th forgotten radio which in time for the local AM radio station plays back the story of our Lord passion and his glorious resurrection. I could still remember on how me and my sisters patiently stay in our bamboo sala and listen to the radio since we are not allowed to play with our neighbors. We also practice not to eat meat within the week, so for the entire week we only eat fish. Mom will prepare sumptuous fish recipes. Cgro lahat na yata, fried, daing, kahit ano ano pa! diet mode! Hahaha! at afternoon, Mama would take us to attend the mass and at night we will watched again our Lord Passion and glorious resurrection. Kung may exam perfect namin for sure!
On Good Friday, still not allowed to play outside and we participate the dawn Via Cruces or “The way of the Cross” this one thing that I loved to do, we wake up at dawn and via cruses would start from our church and would end up at the hill or the beach. I love how the morning air envelopes me and seeing the sun shine on its glorious moment which one thing I miss staying in province, close to nature than the hustle and bustle of the city life.
At night we listen to Jesus Christ Seven Last words or also known as the Siete Palabras either in church via television or local radio.
Black Saturday, The Silence day! Commemorates the day that Jesus Christ’s body laid in the tomb. Mom has funny superstitious believe that if we get bruise or wound it would not be heal that’s why we try to behave as much as we can or rather slumber to bed. I guess mom technique works, were like silence of the lambs….hahaha..galing ni mudra! It’s also a preparation for us for the night vigil leading up to Easter Sunday.
At four in the morning. We attend the salubong ceremony commemorating how the Virgin Mary met her son Jesus who has come back to life. Everyone is happy that Jesus is alive again and that the world is back right. On Easter day, grocery stores re-open and finally we can play outside the house with my neighbors. It feels like I was priosener in the Man of Isle...lol
These are my memories on how I celebrate Holy week with my family, when I start living on my own and chasing my dreams it has become a memory, I know this is not a good alibi; working in not so healthy and predictable schedules is a culprit or these tradition are slowly disappearing should I say. We the young once now use the Holly Week as best time for beach vacation.
With all the changes of our lifestyle and faith, I guess one thing should not change to us and as a Christian in celebrating the holy week, even if you are stuck in the city or in the middle of beautiful and siren beach is to reflect Jesus passion and suffering to us. This would be a perfect time to self-reflect and to be humble and young at heart.
“If we leave in the hands of God our lives and do his will, maybe a new life will spring forth from us. As we begin Holy Week, let us be like Jesus. Let us praise him and follow his example.
Life is Good!