At Lent’s beginning, I found myself drawn to silence, hoping to find peace and meaning in this, our holiest of seasons. Now, however, as Lent comes to a close, I find myself inexorably (and appropriately) drawn to the cross – more precisely, the crucifixion.
It’s not a pretty picture, of course. The extraordinary claim of our faith is that our Lord became human, lived among us, preached peace, taught love — and was promptly put to death for such “offenses.” What a strange and disturbing story, made all the more unsettling by the fact that, at one point on Golgotha, God seemed to doubt God (“My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?”).
I look with hope and anticipation to Easter Sunday, our joyful day of resurrection; I can already feel the warmth of its promise of new beginnings. But for now, however, Gethsemane, Golgotha, and the crucifixion seem not only sufficient, but absolutely necessary.
Pax christi,
Pete Taft
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