The past few years I have tried to stay as “still” as I can and reflect on the darkness that would have surrounded the disciple. The loss. The questions. The grief.
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Holy Saturday
O God, Creator of heaven and earth: Grant that, as the crucified body of your dear Son was laid in the tomb and rested on this holy Sabbath, so we may await with him the coming of the third day, and rise with him to newness of life; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Holy Saturday
Lamentations 3:37-58
37 Who can speak and have it happen
if the Lord has not decreed it?
38 Is it not from the mouth of the Most High
that both calamities and good things come?
39 Why should the living complain
when punished for their sins?
In stillness earth awaits
Laid in the tomb
The darkness of Saturday. Longing for hope.
Holy Saturday
Let us wait with longing…
God, Creator of heaven and earth: Grant that, as the crucified body of your dear Son was laid in the tomb and rested on this holy Sabbath, so we may await with him the coming of the third day, and rise with him to newness of life; who now lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.
21 Pity me. Pity me. You’re my friends.
God’s hand has truly struck me.
22 Why do you pursue me like God does,
always hungry for my flesh?
23 Oh, that my words were written down,
inscribed on a scroll
24 with an iron instrument and lead,
forever engraved on stone.
25 But I know that my redeemer is alive
and afterward he’ll rise upon the dust.
26 After my skin has been torn apart this way—
then from my flesh I’ll see God,my eyes see, and not a stranger’s. (Job 19:21-27a, Common English Bible)
