The Loneliest Expression of Love


Friday, March 29              Psalm 22 and John 18:1-19:42
Benjamin Kane    
                 
                  John’s Gospel records that Jesus uttered the words, “It is finished,” and then breathed his last.  At that moment no one was left—Jesus is alone, hanging on the cross.  Prior to his death he commended his mother, Mary, and his beloved disciple to each other and sent them away along with Mary Magdalene.  The only people around were the soldiers who were too distracted by who was to receive his clothing to be aware of his presence; they were there to watch him die—not to interact with him.  After sending his mother and disciples away he cried to God only to hear silence.   Hanging on the cross utterly alone Christ embodied the guttural words of the Psalmist, “My God, my God why have you forsaken me.”
                  In that moment of utter isolation Christ died for all of us.  Paradoxically, by dying alone, Christ’s death became the loneliest expression of love. Because no one was around, no one can claim that Christ died only for him or her.  Christ died without a word from God—so it wasn’t for God’s sake that he died; Christ died without a believer in sight—so his death wasn’t only for those present; Christ didn’t die from wounds inflicted by the soldiers—so his death wasn’t the result of a particular person or group.
                  Over the course of this season of Lent we have focused on our mortality and need for God.  We’ve discussed the need to sacrifice—to give up or add on various things to accentuate the meaning of this season.    Undoubtedly we have failed at these endeavors.  Temptation or boredom or familial circumstances prevented us from accomplishing our goal for the season.  Despite this reality, Christ will still hang from the cross tonight and will breath his last and sadly will live out the loneliest expression of love.                
As we come to church to worship on this ominous day, when our chancels are stripped bare of any adornments and black clothes with crowns of thorns cover our crosses may we remember what the preacher Tony Campolo said: “It might be Friday, but Sunday is coming.”  The loneliest expression of love takes place on Friday, but it isn’t fully realized until Sunday, to which we respond, “Thanks be to God.”

Prayer: Because you died alone you died for all of us.  In that moment your gracious love for all of humanity was expressed.  May we live in that reality on this Good Friday.  Through our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, we pray. Amen.

Daily Challenge: How does Christ’s expression of love manifest itself in your life?

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