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A Holy Saturday lament: While Jesus lay in the tomb

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Oh, Lord Jesus, This is a Holy Saturday prayer-- remembering the silent Saturday that your body lay in a tomb, guarded by soldiers, celebrated by your enemies. While your friends and followers mourned, shocked and sickened with grief that somehow your enemies killed you . And you let them. You let them  betray you, lie about you, taunt you, torture you, and kill you. How often I am like your disciples from long ago-- I sit  grieving,   despairing, questioning, pleading, raging , shaking in fear , sobbing in solitude, hiding in shame because I think you've left me because you're silent. What a tangle of complex emotions we feel when we think you can't hear us-- when you're not here-- when we act like you're as shocked and traumatized by the world as we are. How agonizing was it to feel the sins of the whole world? To succumb to death, when you have always existed? To offer yourself to every single human being, whom you created in your image, knowing each of us, even

A Good Friday prayer of praise and thanks

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Dear Jesus Christ, Thank you for making the ultimate sacrifice-- for accepting the call as Savior of the world. You took on human likeness, when you were God himself, and subjected yourself to human pain and suffering. You loved us so much that you took our sins on yourself and felt them--held-them-- and died in them, after a day and a night of torture, abuse, and abandonment. It was all wrong--all unjust-- and yet you agreed to it because you loved us. You did that for me. Thank you. I can only feel overwhelmed by your love and convicted by your grace. I am so unworthy you. And you so patiently wait for me, call me, and protect me, even when I don't answer and don't want you. Oh, Lord Jesus! I love you more every day, but I will never understand the depth of your love for me. I worship you. Amen.