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Psalm 22:14-15 I am poured out like water; all my bones are out of joint; my heart within my breast is melting wax. My mouth is dried out like a pot-sherd; my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; and you have laid me in the dust of the grave.
The psalm appointed for Good Friday invites us into an utter desolation. It is a strange and powerful comfort for me to know that even in the midst of the most desperate human emotions—the clinging of the dust of death, the dislocation of bones, the breaking of heart—Jesus goes before us and knows intimately the entire spectrum of what it means to suffer.
Last week, a parishioner shared with me his attempt at taking his own life. He described the desolation he had felt, the purposelessness he had encountered—truly, the clinging of the dust of death. And yet…and yet, there was the briefest glint of joy for him in knowing that Jesus, too, had known bitter despair. God knows our sufferings, intimately.
MOVING FORWARD: After the church service today, stay in the pew and spend some time in deep silence. Pray for those who suffer.