My sister Amanda posted about her (our) faith yesterday on her blog and I thought today it would be appropriate for me to do the same. I’m hoping this doesn’t fall under the category of ‘betcha didn’t know’ things about me. Today is Good Friday and I’m not really sure how to feel about that. In many ways it’s the saddest day in the Christian faith and yet it’s the reason I believe I’ll spend eternity in heaven where I’ll get to see Jacob again. And my uncle Bob and Grandpa – man I miss their scruffy kisses. And my grandma – singing in church has never been the same since she’s been gone, my family will know what I’m talking about. ;) And meeting the grandpa who died before I was born – if he’s anything like my dad I know he’s gonna be fun to get to know. So to me, this is a pretty important day and although sadder than Easter Sunday it’s powerful just the same.

I grew up going to church every sunday in a small Christian Reformed Church where we used to recite the apostle’s creed every week. It is still what I believe.

The Apostle’s Creed

I believe in God, the Father almighty,
      creator of heaven and earth.

I believe in Jesus Christ, his only Son, our Lord,
      who was conceived by the Holy Spirit
      and born of the virgin Mary.
      He suffered under Pontius Pilate,
      was crucified, died, and was buried;
      he descended to hell.
      The third day he rose again from the dead.
      He ascended to heaven
      and is seated at the right hand of God the Father almighty.
      From there he will come to judge the living and the dead.

I believe in the Holy Spirit,
      the holy catholic church,
      the communion of saints,
      the forgiveness of sins,
      the resurrection of the body,
      and the life everlasting. Amen.

Happy Good Friday,