Day 4 (2)
“Father, into your hands I commit my very life.”
LORD, I have gone to you for safety.
Don’t let me ever be put to shame.
Save me, because you do what is right.
2 Pay attention to me.
Come quickly to help me.
Be the rock I go to for safety.
Be the strong fort that saves me.
1 LORD, I have gone to you for safety.
Don’t let me ever be put to shame.
Save me, because you do what is right.
2 Pay attention to me.
Come quickly to help me.
Be the rock I go to for safety.
Be the strong fort that saves me.
I will be glad and full of joy because you love me.
You saw that I was hurting.
You took note of my great pain.
On this day between Good Friday and Easter, nothing happens. Jesus is dead. All movement stops. The events have played themselves out. Holy Saturday has a quality of limbo, neither here nor there. This can be hard to endure.
7 I will be glad and full of joy because you love me.
You saw that I was hurting.
You took note of my great pain.
9 LORD, show me your favor. I’m in deep trouble.
I’m so sad I can hardly see.
My whole body grows weak with sadness.
14 But I trust in you, LORD.
I say, “You are my God.”
15 My whole life is in your hands.
Save me from my enemies.
Save me from those who are chasing me.
16 Let your face smile on me with favor.
Save me because your love is faithful.
19 How great your goodness is!
You have stored it up for those who have respect for you.
How great your goodness is!
You have stored it up for those who have respect for you.
21 Give praise to the LORD.
He showed me his wonderful love
when my enemies attacked the city I was in.
23 Love the LORD, all of you who are faithful to him!
The LORD watches over the faithful.
24 Be strong, all of you who put your hope in the LORD.
Never give up.
21 Give praise to the LORD.
He showed me his wonderful love
when my enemies attacked the city I was in.
24 Be strong, all of you who put your hope in the LORD.
Never give up.
The central dilemma in this sermon is how to stay focused on holding and accepting fragmentation and p 313 brokenness without offering the pabulum of “everything is all right.” Mary really does not think “everything is all right” as she holds Jesus at the foot of the cross. After someone has died, in those days that follow, we do not really think that everything will be all right. That is not the first thing that comes to mind.
Christianity is not, on this day, glorious or triumphant. The day itself is a time of quietly following enormous suffering, when human compassion is one of the few gifts we can offer and one of the few we can take.
Our calling is to live free from the hopelessness of Holy Saturday. Our consolation is that after the long vigil, he rose again sometime in the wee hours. We do not toast a dead hero. We serve a living Lord.
Easter Sunday dawns early and bright. On Holy Saturday we count the hours to that redemptive dawn.