“Yet it was our infirmities that he bore, our sufferings that he endured.” (Isaiah 53:4)
This is the day when we, the Church, gather in darkness to remember and to mourn the passion and death of Jesus Christ.
Let his pain affect you.
Carry his burden with him.
Let your heart break with his.
As Christ dies, we know that it is our death which extinguishes his life. Our death is wrapped up in his arms as he dies. So, in hearing this story once again, may you be taken in, and walk in the way of the cross with Jesus.
This is the day when life is raw,
The Day of numbed emotions,
the day of blunt nails and splintered wood,
of bruised flesh and red blood.
The day we loathe, when hopes are crushed.
The day we long for, when pretenses fall away --
Because the worst that we can do
cannot kill the love of God.
Your love is a light in our darkness,
vulnerable, yet unquenchable.
We would stand with Christ,
in the midst of the horrors of this world
where betrayal and death
constantly threaten your love and peace.