I Couldn’t Go to Jerusalem or Good Friday
For Christians, Good Friday is a day to remember a life lived, and given away for others, even in suffering. This is for those who want to remember, but are not able to join others in Churches.
I couldn’t go to Jerusalem –
My mother-in-law just
Died
And we are mourning as
Burial is prepared.
I couldn’t go to Good Friday –
I’m a nurse
But
I saw the arms of the cross
In the open arms
Of a man
Reaching from the chair
As I moved him
To his bed.
I couldn’t go to Good Friday –
I’m at Lifeline
Taking calls
But
I heard the cry
“My God, why have you abandoned me!”
In the tone of a caller
Still reeling from abuse
By one once trusted.
I couldn’t go to Good Friday –
I’m old and
My days of driving
Are in the yesterdays of my life.
Family staying here
Won’t take me to Church
It means nothing to them
I wait in the
Tomb of my gloom
Longing to be
Raised to a new life.
They couldn’t go to Good Friday –
But we bring them there
If we go
And hold them there in prayer.
Simon C.J. Falk 19 April 2019
A blessed Easter to you Simon. Powerful poem –
Thank you, Susan. Blessed Easter to you as well.
Hi Simon – so true of our lives … as Susan says – powerful. Have a blessed Easter – Hilary
Thanks, Hilary. Blessed Easter to you.
A very powerful poem. Those of Christian faith will understand its meaning. May your Easter sermon be heard with hearts as well as ears.
Thanks, Ashlynn. Yes, I guess Christians will understand.