A prayer for Good Friday
Life-Giver of all that is and ever has been, who meets us in our grief: We arrive here at the end of the week, weary, and with fires and holy places on our minds and hearts: the Notre Dame Cathedral, Black churches in Louisiana, Jerusalem's Al-Aqsa Mosque, and forest cathedrals. So much destruction, despair, loss, death, and ashes. On this Good Friday we reflect on death and despair, grief and loss, sorrow laid bare like a landscape scorched of its trees or a community of its spiritual centre. We feel the emptiness in our bones, our hearts reach across time and space to those most closely touched by the flames. Spirit of Life, we know that you grieve too. Hear our cries, as we cry for the brokenness in our world and our own ability to inflict wounds on others and on the earth. May our Wounded Healer offer comfort and company as we wait in stillness and silence for hope to be born again from the ashes. Amen. Wendy Janzen, 2019
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