On Saturday, it ended up that we not only needed to help one neighbor just down the street pack her U-Haul, but also, at the last-minute, put overflow items in our pickup and cargo trailer, and make a day-before-Easter, unscheduled-round-trip to Astoria. I was not excited. By then we were pretty worn out. I even kinda tried backing out of the trip. My guilt quickly got the best of me, though, and I joined my helpful husband on this drive.
As Jeff and I were chatting on the drive there and back, we realized that this was probably just what Jesus would have done—and that He had conveniently cleared our calendar ahead of time. Sometimes being the hands and feet of Jesus to our neighbors, and “sacrificing” a Saturday, is just how Jesus would like us to celebrate his ultimate, life-bringing, world-changing sacrifice.