Saturday 15 April
Silence and sadness for he is gone. Everyone who claimed to know, claimed to love Him have run away and hidden. Those who remained, took Jesus’ body for burial and rested for it was the sabbath. Can you imagine a world without Jesus? No remembering, no repeating, no trying to live up to His love for humanity? The first Easter-eve Jesus lay in a stone tomb, his friends mourned the waste and contemplated such an irredeemable future. They didn’t even hope for the rising of Jesus. How strangely empty that day must have been, how utterly empty of a future it must have been.
Prayer: My crucified Lord, in the depths of the isolation I may feel, my cry is to you. Lord God, give light in my darkness and bring me out of the prison of my despair; through the same crucified Jesus Christ. Amen