Holy Saturday reminds us that even the silence speaks for God. The grave does not close God’s mouth. It does not have the final say. There will be no grave-robbing here. Holy Saturday teaches us that the power of God is not covered up by dirt or rocks. God weighs mountains and challenged us to […]
The dripping blood our only drink, The bloody flesh our only food: In spite of which we like to think That we are sound, substantial flesh and blood– Again, in spite of that, we call this Friday good. ~ T.S. Eliot, From “Easter Coker,” 1943 It is both strange and mysterious that we call this […]
God of the resurrection and of the resurrected people, we bless Your name and raise the standard of our affection. This is Your day. Let Your praises rise this day. Let Your glory rise this day. Let the fragrance of Your sweet Spirit rise this day. Because we have entered into Your house with the […]
She kept her quiet vigil In the shadow of the cross, A youthful, sad- eyed woman Weeping softly for her loss… It was Friday… and her son was going to die… The infant she had cradled In her heart in other days Looked down in anguish With compassion in his gaze… It was Friday… and […]
We call it Good Friday. It might be considered an oxymoron given what happened to Jesus more than two thousand years ago. He was falsely arrested, savagely beaten, mercilessly mocked and crucified without apology. He looked out and the crowd of more than 5,000 that he had fed were not there. He looked down and […]