As they went out, they found a man of Cyrene, Simon by name. They compelled this man to carry his cross.
And when they had crucified him, they divided his garments among them by casting lots.
“This is Jesus, the King of the Jews.”
“My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”
And behold, the curtain of the temple was torn in two, from top to bottom. And the earth shook, and the rocks were split. The tombs also were opened. And many bodies of the saints who had fallen asleep were raised, and coming out of the tombs after his resurrection they went into the holy city and appeared to many. When the centurion and those who were with him, keeping watch over Jesus, saw the earthquake and what took place, they were filled with awe and said, “Truly this was the Son of God!”
And Joseph took the body and wrapped it in a clean linen shroud and laid it in his own new tomb, which he had cut in the rock.
And he rolled a great stone to the entrance of the tomb and went away.
Gracious God, it is a day to go inward. A day to feel the deep darkness of death. A day to be quiet with the heavy silence that looms large. A day to feel the pounding weight of untruth and injustice. A day to own up to what is strangling my own soul. A day to feel gratitude for the full truth of your deep and abiding love — love that refused to claim its own safety, but willingly gave itself for me. This is a day of interiority. Let my soul be open and empty before you. I ask this for the sake of your love.
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