These images so clearly evoke Jesus
on the cross, Good Friday, they require little explanation. Or
As a Christian, I think of Good Friday as
an attitude and an approach to life. Let me explain.
As Christians, we are often called upon to
make choices which demonstrate our Faith. Sometimes
the choices are easy: losing our place in line
to help someone find a seat; they smile; we feel good. We
easily remember feeling warm or generous at those times.
Other times the choices require the complete
laying bare of our souls: total darkness, aloneness, groping,
searching, wanting for "it" to go away.
We cannot go any further in our own strength, so we pray. We
pray with every fiber of our soul ~ we reach our hand out to God
like the tendrils on this cross and the new life engulfs us, fills
us, and we understand. We transcend our
pain. We choose God.
I have come to think of these passages in my prayer life as my Good