From: Preacher <preacher@kozmail.com>

Each year I've started good Friday with a set of readings and music reflecting on the theme of the day. Each year there are various elements that are "rearranged" while some are added and some are placed on the shelf for another year. Although what follows cannot convey the music or the "sense" of being present, perhaps the sequence of readings can be meaningful to some of you this Good Friday. Mark Henderson

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Good Friday Morning Prayer and Meditation

Federated Church of Sandwich

April 9, 2004

 

Ave verum Corpus natum de Maria Virgine:

Vere passum immolatum in cruce pro homine:

Cujus latus perforatum fluxit aqua et sanquine:

Esto nobis praegustatum mortis in examine.

O Jesu dulcis! O Jesu pie! O Jesu fili Mariae.

Hail, true Body, born of the Virgin Mary:

truly offered on the cross for humanity:

out of whose pierced side flowed water and blood:

taste death for us in advance of our own test.

O sweet Jesus! O faithful Jesus! O Jesus Son of Mary!

-Ascribed to Innocent VI, died 1362 - performed by The King's Singers

 

The sound of shattering glass is heard --

For all my foes I am an object of reproach,

a laughingstock to my neighbors,

and a dread to my friends;

they who see me abroad flee from me.

I am forgotten like the unremembered dead;

I am like a dish that is broken (Psalm 31:12-13 NAB)

 

John 18: 33-38, 19:1-4

Pilate entered the headquarters. . ., summoned Jesus, and asked him, "Are you the King of the Jews?" {34} Jesus answered, "Do you ask this on your own, or did others tell you about me?" {35} Pilate replied, "I am not a Jew, am I? Your own nation and the chief priests have handed you over to me. What have you done?" {36} Jesus answered, "My kingdom is not from this world. If my kingdom were from this world, my followers would be fighting to keep me from being handed over to the Jews. But as it is, my kingdom is not from here." {37} Pilate asked him, "So you are a king?" Jesus answered, "You say that I am a king. For this I was born, and for this I came into the world, to testify to the truth. Everyone who belongs to the truth listens to my voice." {38} Pilate asked him, "What is truth?" (John 19:1-4) Then Pilate took Jesus and had him flogged. {2} And the soldiers wove a crown of thorns and put it on his head, and they dressed him in a purple robe. {3} They kept coming up to him, saying, "Hail, King of the Jews!" and striking him on the face.

 According to the Journal of the American Medical Association (Vol. 255, No. 11)

Flogging was a legal preliminary to every Roman execution. . .The usual instrument was a short whip with several single or braided leather thongs of variable lengths, in which small iron balls or sharp pieces of sheep bones were tied at intervals. . .the iron balls would cause deep contusions, and the leather thongs and sheep bones would cut into tissues. The, as the flogging continued, the lacerations would tear into the underlying skeletal muscles and produce quivering ribbons of bleeding flesh.

 Isaiah 53:7

The servant was oppressed, and was afflicted, and yet did not say a word; life a lamb led to the slaughter, and like a ewe that before her shearers is dumb, the servant did not say a word.

Let us pray. . .

Anima Christi (Soul of Christ)

Soul of Christ, sanctify me

Body of Christ, save me

Blood of Christ, inebriate me

Water from the side of Christ,

wash me

Passion of Christ, strengthen me

O Good Jesus, hear me

Within thy wounds, hide me

Permit me not to be separated

from Thee

From the wicked foe defend me

At the hour of my death call me

And bid me to come to Thee

That with Thy saints I may

praise Thee

For ever and ever. Amen. - Ignatius of Loyola

Matthew 27:31

After mocking him, they stripped him of the robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him away to crucify him.

According to the Journal of the American Medical Association (Vol. 255, No.

11)

Crucifixion probably first began among the Persians. Alexander the Great introduced the practice to Egypt and Carthage, and the Romans appear to have learned it from the Carthaginians. Although the Romans did not invent crucifixion, they perfected it as a form of torture and capital punishment that was designed to produce a slow death with maximum pain and suffering.

Matthew 27:32

As they went out, they came upon a man from Cyrene named Simon; they compelled this man to carry his cross.

According to the Journal of the American Medical Association (Vol. 255, No. 11)

It was customary for the condemned man to carry his own cross from the flogging post to the site of crucifixion outside the city walls. He was usually naked. . .Usually, the outstretched arms then were tied to the crossbar.

Matthew 27:33-34

And when they came to a place called Golgotha (which means Place of a Skull), {34} they offered him wine to drink, mixed with gall; but when he tasted it, he would not drink it.

 According to the Journal of the American Medical Association (Vol. 255, No. 11)

At the site of execution, by law, the victim was given a bitter drink of wine mixed with myrrh (gall) as a mild analgesic. . .The criminal was then thrown to the ground on his back. . .The hands could be nailed or tied to the crossbar, but nailing apparently was preferred by the Romans. The archaeological remains of a crucified body. . indicate that the nails were tapered iron spikes approx 5 to 7 inches long with a square shaft. . .the nails commonly were driven through the wrists rather than the palms. . .the feet. . .usually were nailed directly to the front of the stikes. To accomplish this, flexion of the knees may have been quite prominent, and the bent legs may have been rotated laterally. . .length of survival generally ranged from three or four hours to three or four days.

 Matthew 27:33-44

{35} And when they had crucified him, they divided his clothes among themselves by casting lots[2]; {36} then they sat down there and kept watch over him. {37} Over his head they put the charge against him, which read, "This is Jesus, the King of the Jews." {38} Then two bandits were crucified with him, one on his right and one on his left. {39} Those who passed by derided[3] him, shaking their heads {40} and saying, "You who would destroy the temple and build it in three days, save yourself! If you are the Son of God, come down from the cross." {41} In the same way the chief priests also, along with the scribes and elders, were mocking him, saying, {42} "He saved others; he cannot save himself[4]. He is the King of Israel; let him come down from the cross now, and we will believe in him. {43} He trusts in God; let God deliver him now, if he wants to; for he said, 'I am God's Son.'" {44} The bandits who were crucified with him also taunted him in the same way.

Isaiah 53:1-9

Who has believed what we have heard? And to whom has the arm of the LORD been revealed? {2} For he grew up before him like a young plant, and like a root out of dry ground; he had no form or majesty that we should look at him, nothing in his appearance that we should desire him. {3} He was despised and rejected by others; a man of suffering and acquainted with infirmity; and as one from whom others hide their faces he was despised, and we held him of no account. {4} Surely he has borne our infirmities and carried our diseases; yet we accounted him stricken, struck down by God, and afflicted. {5} But he was wounded for our transgressions, crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the punishment that made us whole, and by his bruises we are healed. {6} All we like sheep have gone astray; we have all turned to our own way, and the LORD has laid on him the iniquity of us all. {7} He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he did not open his mouth; like a lamb that is led to the slaughter, and like a sheep that before its shearers is silent, so he did not open his mouth. {8} By a perversion of justice he was taken away. Who could have imagined his future? For he was cut off from the land of the living, stricken for the transgression of my people. {9} They made his grave with the wicked and his tomb with the rich, although he had done no violence, and there was no deceit in his mouth.

 According to the Journal of the American Medical Association (Vol. 255, No. 11)

The major pathophysiologic effect of crucifixion, beyond the excruciating pain, was a marked interference with normal respiration, particularly exhalation. . .Adequate exhalation required lifting the body by pushing up on the feet and by flexing the elbows and abducting the shoulders. However, this maneuver would place the entire weight of the body on the tarsals and would produce searing pain. Furthermore, flexion of the elbows would cause rotation of the wrists around the iron nails and cause fiery pain along the damaged median nerves. . .each respiratory effort would become agonizing and tiring and lead eventually to asphyxia.

 Psalm 22:1-8

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, from the words of my groaning? {2} O my God, I cry by day, but you do not answer; and by night, but find no rest. {3} Yet you are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel. {4} In you our ancestors trusted; they trusted, and you delivered them. {5} To you they cried, and were saved; in you they trusted, and were not put to shame. {6} But I am a worm, and not human; scorned by others, and despised by the people. {7} All who see me mock at me; they make mouths at me, they shake their heads; {8} "Commit your cause to the LORD; let him deliver-- let him rescue the one in whom he delights!"

 No. 54 CHORALE

O sacred head sore wounded,

Defiled and put to scorn!

O Kingly Head surrounded

With mocking crown of thorn!

What sorrow mars Thy grandeur?

Can death Thy bloom deflower?

O countenance whose spendour

the hosts in heaven adore.

Thy beauty long desired,

Hath vanished from our sight.

Thy power is all expired,

And quenched the Light of Light.

Ah, me! For whom Thou diest,

Hide not so far Thy grace;

Show me, O Love most highest,

The brightness of Thy face.

- from J.S.Bach - St. Matthew Passion - John Eliot Gardiner

 

In Incomprehensible Gift of Identification

The enfleshing of the Word which spoke the galaxies made the death of that Word inevitable. All flesh is mortal, and the flesh assumed by the Word was no exception in mortal terms. So the birth of the Creator in human flesh and human time was an event as shattering and terrible as the eschaton. If I accept this birth I must accept God's love, and this is pain as well as joy because God's love, as I am coming to understand it, is not like man's love.

What one of us can understand a love so great that we would willingly limit our unlimitedness, put the flesh of mortality over our immortality, accept all the pain and grief of humanity, submit to betrayal by that humanity, be killed by it, and die a total failure (in human terms) on a common cross between two thieves? - Madeleine L'Engle, "Glimpses of Grace"

Prayer

Gracious God, on this day we gather to remember the love and tears the suffering and death of Jesus of Nazareth. We believe that this despised and rejected man of sorrows has borne our griefs and has been wounded for our transgressions. We come to this day in deep repentance for our individual sins and in recommitment of our lives to end suffering, pain, and death in all times and all places. Amen.

 

John 19:26-30

{26} When Jesus saw his mother and the disciple whom he loved standing beside her, he said to his mother, "Woman, here is your son." {27} Then he said to the disciple, "Here is your mother." And from that hour the disciple took her into his own home. {28} After this, when Jesus knew that all was now finished, he said (in order to fulfill the scripture), "I am thirsty." {29} A jar full of sour wine was standing there. So they put a sponge full of the wine on a branch of hyssop and held it to his mouth. {30} Then Jesus had received the wine, he said, "It is finished." Then he bowed his head and gave up his spirit.

 According to the Journal of the American Medical Association (Vol. 255, No. 11)

The actual cause of death by crucifixion was multifactorial and varied somewhat with each case, but the two most prominent causes probably were hypovolemic shock and exhaustion asphyxia. . .Death by crucifixion was, in every sense of the word, excruciating (Latin, excruciatus, or "out of the cross).

 "God so loved the world," John writes, "that he gave his only son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life." That is to say that God so loved the world that he gave his only son even to this obscene horror; so loved the world that in some ultimately indescribable way and at some ultimately immeasurable cost he gave the world himself. Out of this terrible death, John says, came eternal life not just in the sense of resurrection to life after death but in the sense of life so precious even this side of death that to live it is to stand with one foot already in eternity. To participate in the sacrificial life and death of Jesus Christ is to live already in his kingdom. This is the essence of the Christian message, the heart of the Good News, and it is why the cross has become the chief Christian symbol. A cross of all things - a guillotine, a gallows - but the cross at the same time as the crossroads of eternity and time, as the place where such a mighty heart was broken that the healing power of God himself could flow through it into a sick and broken world. It was for this reason that of all the possible words they could have used to describe this day of death, the word they settled on was "good." Good Friday. - Frederick Buechner, "Listening to Your Life"

The sound of shattering glass is heard --

Jesus, your brokenness was real.

All the joy of being alive all the beauty you saw in earthen things all the people you knew and loved all the satisfaction of healing all the blessedness of your teachings all the love you knew and shared all of this - shattered on that hillside. You were torn apart, broken, smashed. All of life's joy seemingly destroyed, terrible pain stretching out your agony. Only a handful beneath your cross to remind you of your wholeness, and even this handful of loved ones could not take your brokenness away. You were a broken piece of pottery, dashed against the stones of life, a thing to be thrown away, your flesh a ghastly thing to see, your aching spirit a painful knowing. On the cross that Calvary day the sacred unity seemed torn apart. Like a broken dish, like a broken dish, you went to your grave. - Praying Through Our Goodbyes, Joyce Rupp

 John 19:38-42

{38} After these things, Joseph of Arimathea, who was a disciple of Jesus, though a secret one because of his fear of the Jews, asked Pilate to let him take away the body of Jesus. Pilate gave him permission; so he came and removed his body. {39} Nicodemus, who had at first come to Jesus by night, also came, bringing a mixture of myrrh and aloes, weighing about a hundred pounds. {40} They took the body of Jesus and wrapped it with the spices in linen cloths, according to the burial custom of the Jews. {41} Now there was a garden in the place where he was crucified, and in the garden there was a new tomb in which no one had ever been laid. {42} And so, because it was the Jewish day of Preparation, and the tomb was nearby, they laid Jesus there.

 Crosses

Almost all the crosses I have ever seen seem much the same despite their differing size, shape, texture - some are empty others bear cosmetic Christs but few if any present the crosses of our world crosses of plants and animals under threat of extinction, crosses of people suffering unjust imprisonment, starvation, torture, personal and institutional violence.

Sometimes I wish I could place real bodies upon these crosses bodies of dead whales dead native birds and trees bodies of dead, dying, emaciated and mutilated people; for at the intersection of the horizontal and vertical elements of life there is always a body and in the body of Christ I see all the bodies of this world. - Bill Wallace, Aotearoa/New Zealand

He was numbered with the transgressors, crucified between the thieves. We will not find him in our hearts except in the same company. For each Good Friday to be good the Spirit must take us by the hand and re-establish our contact with that inmost core of recalcitrant evil, enmity and impotence where we are sisters and brothers of the most depraved and lost. That is where Christ is, clasping with his pierced hands. - Martin L. Smith, "Season of the Spirit"

Let us Pray...

O dear Lord, what can I say to you on this holy [day]? Is there any words that could come from my mouth, any thought, any sentence? You died for me, you gave all for my sins, you not only became man for me but also suffered the must cruel death for me. Is there any response? I wish that I could find a fitting response, but in contemplating your Holy Passion and Death I can only confess humbly to you that the immensity of your divine love makes any response seem totally inadequate.

Let me just stand and look at you. Your body is broken. Your head is wounded, your hands and feet are split open by nails, your side is pierced. Your dead body now rests in the arms of your Mother. It is all over now.

It is finished. It is fulfilled. It is accomplished.

Sweet Lord, gracious Lord, generous Lord, forgiving Lord, I adore you, I praise you, I thank you. You have made all things new through your passion and death. Your cross has been planted in this world as the new sign of hope.

Let me always live under your cross, O Lord, and proclaim the hope of your cross unceasingly. Amen - Henri Nouwen

 No. 68 CHORUS

In tears of grief, dear Lord, we leave Thee.

Hearts cry to Thee, O Saviour dear.

Lie Thou softly, softly here.

Rest Thy worn and bruised body.

At Thy grave, O Jesus blest,

May the sinner, worn with weeping,

Comfort find in Thy dear keeping,

And the weary soul find rest.

Sleep in peace, sleep Thou in the Father's breast.

- from J.S.Bach - St. Matthew Passion - John Eliot Gardiner