Seven Last Words service
April 4, 2012
“What if we held up signs”
Good evening. I know our time is short, so I want to pass out these slips of paper, (like fortune cookies), and to share a word with you about the first word Christ spoke from the cross. Please don’t open papers yet. There will be time for that later.
This is kind of like something I did in 1972 when I gave the children’s Sunday message. That time we handed out warm fuzzies as I talked about the warm fuzzies and cold pricklies.
In worship and in our devotions, we have been drawing out of the season of Lent, slowing our pace at least, to stop and smell the roses if you will, or breath in the dust of the road from Galilee to Jerusalem, to join with Christ and the Disciples on that journey at the end of his earthly ministry, moving to this week, this Holy Week, to Christ’s Passion.
And, as those of you in our church know, I have been writing a lot of poetry inspired by all the reading and worship. They have richly blessed me, and have, again, slowed my steps, to try to walk beside the disciples, to listen more keenly to what Christ is saying to me, to you, to all of us.
The first “word”, or statement of Christ, is found in the Luke 23 scripture, “Father Forgive Them, for they know not what they do”
. Wow! Christ, while dying, stops first to pray for them. But, we are the them, as surely as those who were in the Sanhedrin, the crowd, in Pilate’s palace, the guards, and those at the foot of the cross.
This Word of scripture, led me to write this poem a week ago. Please listen to these words, “What if we held up signs – v3”
What if when we gather in worship,
coming together, at the foot of His cross,
what if we each held up a sign
to speak of the cost, how we failed to love,
why Christ had to die, to save us,
to give us a chance at new life
Maybe one would say, like Peter,
“I denied the living Christ”,
another, “I sinned against God”,
or “I drove the nails”,
“it was my cup he drank”,
or “I was the thorns”, “the crown”,
“his blood shed for us”
What if we held other signs saying,
“Christ asked God to forgive me”,
“I didn’t understand”, “forgive me”,
“I thought it was a white lie”,
“I had bigger barns”,
or “Who is my neighbor”.
Would the moment be more clear
the words spoken through his pain
the prayer Christ lifted up
for God to forgive us
while he hung dying, covered in blood
washed with our stain,
bearing our shame
The stain of our sin upon him
God’s light being cast out
preparing to enter darkness
Sheol, to die for us
on the gate of the cross
crying out to God to forgive us
to give us a chance at new life
Now, comes the audience, the crowd, participation part. Please open the slips of paper. If you want to, just call out the word, or phrase that is there. And for those who have blank cards, there are an endless number of other sins, other signs we could hold up, so you can shout them too, if you want. No one has to know what is written on your paper, on your heart as we gather here today, in this Holy Week, but I offer them as you ponder the words Christ spoke from the Cross, while he was dying for us.
Amen.
March 29, 2012
Luke 23:34
“Then said Jesus, Father, forgive them;
for they know not what they do.” (KJV)
7 Last Words service,
by
Pastor Ruth Foss
A Handmaiden of the Lord
Suncook United Methodist Church
Suncook, NH
April 4, 2012&
Luke 23:34a
“Father, forgive them,
for they know not what they do.”
Luke 23:32-38
Sanctuary for Lent for 2012
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by Robert V. Dodd
scripture and meditation for April 4, 2012
read April 4, 2012
&
poem edited March 29, 2012
poem written March 15, 2012
after I was asked on March 14 to do the meditation on this scripture
at the 7 Last Words service,
by
Pastor Ruth Foss
A Handmaiden of the Lord
Suncook United Methodist Church
Suncook, NH
&video 3/4/2012
Introduction and Chapter 1,
“Father Forgive them”
Luke 23:34
“Then said Jesus, Father, forgive them;
for they know not what they do.” (KJV)
Final Words from the Cross
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by Reverend Adam Hamilton
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read February 25, 2012
and read February 26, 2012
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