Friday, March 29, 2013

Good Friday 2013 - The Crucifixion

John 15:13 Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for one's friends.

Christ Jesus, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped; but emptied himself, taking the form of a servant, and was born in human likeness. And being found in human form he humbled himself and became obedient unto death, even death on a cross. Therefore God has highly exalted him, and bestowed on him the name which is above every name.

Philippians 2:6-9

We adore you, O Christ, and we bless you:
Because by your holy cross you have redeemed the world.

Holy God,
Holy and Mighty,
Holy Immortal One,
Have mercy upon us.


God’s Mercy and Love, by Simone Well

From Waiting for God

It is in affliction itself that the splendour of God’s mercy shines, from its very depths, in the heart of its inconsolable bitterness.  If still persevering in our love, we fail to the point where the soul cannot keep back the cry, “My God, why has thou forsaken me?”, if we remain at this point without ceasing to love, we end by touching something that is not affliction, not joy, something that is the central essence, necessary and pure, something not of the senses, common to joy and sorrow:  the very love of God.

We know then that joy is the sweetness of contact with the love of God, that affliction is the wound of this same contact when it is painful, and that only the contact matters, not the manner of it.

It is the same as when we see someone very dear to us after a long absence;  the words we exchange with him do not matter, but only the sound of his voice, which assures us of his presence.

The knowledge of this presence of God does not afford consolation;  it takes nothing from the fearful bitterness of affliction;  nor does it heal the mutilation of the soul.  But we know quite certainly that God’s love for us is the very substance of this bitterness and this mutilation


God created through love and for love.  God did not create anything except love itself, and the means to love.  He created love in all its forms.  He created beings capable of love from all possible distances.  Because no other could do it, he himself went to the greatest possible distance, the infinite distance.  This infinite distance between God and God, this supreme tearing apart, this agony beyond all others, this marvel of love, is the crucifixion.  Nothing can be further from God than that which has been made accursed.

This tearing apart, over which supreme love places the bond of supreme union, echoes perpetually across the universe in the midst of the silence, like two notes, separate yet melting into one, like pure and heart-rending harmony.  This is the Word of God.  The whole creation is nothing but its vibration.  When human music in its greatest purity pierces our soul, this is what we hear through it.  When we have learned to hear the silence, this is what we grasp more distinctly through it.

Those who persevere in love hear this note from the very lowest depths into which affliction has thrust them.  From that moment they can no longer have any doubt.
Men struck down by affliction are at the foot of the Cross, almost at the greatest possible distance from God.  It must not be thought that is a greater distance.  Sin is not a distance; it is a turning of our graze in the wrong direction.

Peace and love to everyone!

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