Good Friday and Psalm 13

Holy Saturday:

We remember how the movement shuddered and lost faith after the brutal murder of Jesus. We remember how the disciples began to flee and deny their membership in the movement. We remember the women who although they wept and mourned were gathering themselves to care for the body and keep the spirit alive.

No one expected the resurrection.

For all those who mourn, your grief is sacred

All those who fear state violence and reprisals, your fear is grounded in reality.

And all those who keep faith that love, justice, and liberation will prevail, we owe you a great debt for keeping our spirits alive.

Jesus is with the oppressed and the marginalized. Jesus is with the unjustly arrested. Jesus is with the lynched.

We need time to mourn, wail, and hold the pain and sorrow.

This is the day when we hold the tension of seeing loved ones and family killed and hunted by those in power. This is the day that we fear we could be next. This is the day when we resolve to keep the struggle alive and refuse to abandon anyone.

Psalm 13 - ESV:

1 How long, O Lord? Will you forget me forever?

How long will you hide your face from me?

2 How long must I take counsel in my soul

and have sorrow in my heart all the day?

How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?

3 Consider and answer me, O Lord my God;

light up my eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death,

4 lest my enemy say, “I have prevailed over him,”

lest my foes rejoice because I am shaken.

5 But I have trusted in your steadfast love;

my heart shall rejoice in your salvation.

6 I will sing to the Lord,

because he has dealt bountifully with me.