Good Friday

I never quite know how to express the greeting on this day which is when, Christians believe, Jesus was crucified. The day is "good" only if you accept the foundation of the faith: Jesus arose from the dead the following Sunday. EASTER!

Too many of us who profess to be Christians pay no attention to the solemnity of the week between Palm Sunday and Easter; we focus on the more secular trappings. I try to do both. Indeed, yesterday I went to several supermarkets in Harlem in search of the hog maws I thought I needed for the chittlins I'm cooking for Easter (Don't turn up your nose; I'm also cooking a ham and a duck). I ended up having wonderful conversations with people who were also trying to keep the culinary tradition alive -- even if they didn't know what a hog maw looked like.

In the end, I didn't find any hog maws and a chef and the aunt of my recently deceased friend, Steve, told me I didn't even need them! Oh, well!

I don't think one should say, "Happy Good Friday!" One friend said he just says, "Good Friday!" I also heard someone else say, "Blessed Good Friday!"

Well, you get the drift. Observe and enjoy as the Spirit moves you.