I had a post all written, proofed, rewritten, mulled over, written again, and ready to upload when I stopped there and walked away from the computer. Something wasn’t just right with it and a wait of a while or so wouldn’t hurt it any.

So I stopped, had a late Sunday dinner, read a bit, turned on the TV, and started watching the musical Passion on Fox. And then I realized what was wrong with my post. It sucked. It was trivial, dull, and rambling. Not much different from most of my posts but it didn’t belong here today.

See, this all started in my mind Saturday evening at the Palm Sunday vigil. Last year I never got to do any of my Easter traditions. I was in the hospital through the whole of the Easter season. So for me there was no Ash Wednesday, no Lent, no Palm Sunday, no Holy Thursday, Good Friday, or Easter Vigil. And no Easter. Oh they happened but I hardly took part in any of them. Even though for me I actually looked forward to the Easter holy days they never held the big recognizable traditions of say Christmas. Yet without Easter we’d not have Christmas.

Later on Saturday night I wondered if I could turn the beginning of Holy Week into a blog post. After all, Easter is as universal as Christmas. Nobody minds if anybody clogs up the blogways with Christmas stories. Easter should get just as much play. But, I couldn’t come up with an angle. So by Sunday afternoon I was penning several hundred words on why it was snowing on the first day of Spring. I’m nothing if not unoriginal.

Then after having written and proofed and mulled and written again, I hesitated. Walked away. Let it sit. And was glad I did.

I don’t know that I planned on watching the Passion. I don’t think I actually planned on watching anything at all. As I scrolled through the guide it seemed like if nothing else it would be entertaining and it hadn’t started yet – always a plus for me when I watch a program. So I sat back, tuned in, and became amazed.

Nobody needs to be reminded of the Passion. It might be the most told story in the world. It touches almost every culture and if you don’t know the story you probably know most parts of it and didn’t know they came from the Passion. From the four gospels to thousands of articles, books, symphonies, movies, art, and opera, the Passion has been written, sung, played, and painted. But whoever put together Fox’s offering did something nobody else had. They started with pieces that weren’t ever meant to be part of the story. And from that they created a powerful story, perhaps the greatest story ever told. Or at least this year.

None of the music was written for this production. The locations weren’t selected because of their ability to mimic first century Jerusalem. The crowd looked like they wanted to be there. Nothing like any traditional Passion play. And they hit it.

If you didn’t see it, go find it and watch it. I couldn’t come up with the right angle but I didn’t have to. It was already out there.

That’s what I think. Really. How ‘bout you?