Thursday, April 17, 2014

Good Friday

Psalm 22   •   Isaiah 52:13 – 53:12   •   Hebrews 10:16-25   •   John 18:1 – 19:42

Good Fridays

Ukraine barricades, smoldering, stinking, flaming
            Men in green helmets, old uniforms
            Snipers in black, kill with a snap
            The dead dragged bleeding
Drones over Pakistan
            Men with a mouse, kill with a click
Drug cartels, gangs, Border wars
            Crips, Bloods, shivs, guns
Bitcoins collapse, who even knew what they are?
            Greed with a click
Olympic Bitcoin gold
            Putin’s happy Olympics
The homeless man asleep on the doorstep
            He survives the night, layers of clothes stinking
Good Friday surrounds, abounds
The Cross officially unceasing

“Why were you searching for me? Did you not know I must be in my Father’s house?” But they did not understand what he said to them. Then he went down with them and came to Nazareth and was obedient to them. His mother treasured all these things in her heart.

— The Rev. Jim Richardson

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