Families handle Holy Week differently. Some turn off the tv and computer. Others go to church more often, say more prayers, perhaps fast or abstain from desserts or treats. Growing up, my family went to the Triduum each night for Holy Thursday, Good Friday, Easter Vigil. We kept Good Friday very solemn and holy.
For those of you not too fond of the Catholic Church, let me shed some light on why we do these things:
We don't make sacrifices because we like to be miserable.
Or because we feel we have to beat ourselves to be good.
We don't do this to guilt trip each other and other people.
We don't do it just because it's what the Big Bad Church has forced us into doing.
We do this because Christ went through crap during this week. He went through more misery and pain than any of us could imagine. (You think you have it bad sometimes? Do some research about Roman scourgings and crucifixions...I bet your life will look pretty nice afterward.)
We do this because Christ loved us. He loved me, and you, and everyone you can think of, so much that He endured all of this for us.
Here's what I think: by sacrificing and meditating on Christ's Passion, we become closer to Him. We start to understand how much love He has for us. By bringing Him inside our hearts, and with His passion filling our minds, we naturally want to be better people. We want to live good lives, be charitable, forgiving, and gentle. We want to do this because we realize how beautiful our Savior is, and it makes us want to be as amazing as He is.
But it all starts with Him; it starts with what He did for us.
Even if you're not Catholic, Christian, or anything, you can still read or think about this week's events. It certainly won't hurt you. To think that a Man, over 2000 years ago, chose to die just for you because He knew you were worth it...
It certainly makes me feel very humbled.