With the rich community that’s made up of the mentally ill and homeless that I serve there is a key phrase we often reference with one another “we’re never more poor than when we’re feeling most lonely and out of control.”
I don’t pretend anymore to understand all the doctrines that resulted from Good Friday but what I find myself increasingly leaning on out of my own desperation is the depth of loneliness that Jesus must have endured as he shamefully hangs there crying out, “My God! My God! Why have you forsaken me!”
How human would God go to show us his love?
The dark torture of Roman crucifixion, the cruel mockery by those who bear His image, the experience of abandonment by close friends… The whole package that made up Good Friday must indicate the excruciating degree of human loneliness and the feeling of being severely out of control that was felt by God first hand.
It was then, in that place of Good Friday loneliness that our brother, Jesus, not only reached his upmost poverty, but also showed us God’s upmost love.
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