Good Friday

Golgotha; Romare Bearden, 1945, watercolor, ink, and graphite on paper; The Met, New York.

Golgotha; Romare Bearden, 1945, watercolor, ink, and graphite on paper; The Met, New York.

As we enter into Good Friday, we invite you to reflect on the gift of Christ’s sacrifice, and our own personal need for the cross.

Jesus Dies on the Cross by Malcolm Guite

The dark nails pierce him and the sky turns black
We watch him as he labours to draw breath
He takes our breath away to give it back,
Return it to it’s birth through his slow death.
We hear him struggle breathing through the pain
Who once breathed out his spirit on the deep,
Who formed us when he mixed the dust with rain
And drew us into consciousness from sleep.
His spirit and his life he breathes in all
Mantles his world in his one atmosphere
And now he comes to breathe beneath the pall
Of our pollutions, draw our injured air
To cleanse it and renew. His final breath
Breathes us, and bears us through the gates of death.

Join us tonight for Advent’s Good Friday service, where we commemorate the suffering, death and burial of Christ Jesus. 7:00 p.m. at Canaan Baptist Church (1600 Newton Street NW.)