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During the session of Lent 2017, a series of pictures are being displayed in Church (with copies in the church centre). Theses were painted by a member of our congregation as a mediation on what is known as "Stations of the Cross". This practise emerged in the early centuries of the Christian church, to enable those who could not make the pilgrimage to the holy sites of Jerusalen to imitate this journey in their own parish churches. The stations of the Cross are desigend to be an aid to prayer and reflection during Holy Week in particular, when Christians jorney again to the foot of the cross and beyond to the promise of a new life at Easter.
We have selected six images, accompanied by some biblical material, a thought and a question to ponder. The quotations come from a book entitled "Stations of the Cross" by Timothy Radcliffe, Bloombury, London, 2015.
Our prayer is that these pictures will be a blessing and a visual reminder that here at St. Michael's there is a worshipping community that invites you to share in our jouney to Easter this year.
Now it was the governor’s custom at the Feast to release a prisoner chosen by the crowd. At that time they had a notorious prisoner called Barabbas [….] ‘Which of the two do you want me to release to you?’ asked the governor. ‘Barabbas,’ they answered. ‘What shall I do then with Jesus who is called Christ?’ Pilate asked. They all answered, ‘Crucify him!’. ‘Why, what crime has he committed?’ asked Pilate. But they shouted all the louder, ‘Crucify him!’ When Pilate saw that he was getting nowhere and that instead an uproar was starting, he took water and washed his hands in front of the crowd.
Pilate knew Jesus had done nothing wrong, but he feared the pressure of the crowd.
We all want to avoid conflict and we sometimes allow innocent people to suffer because of it.
When Pilate washed his hands he was avoiding the issue.
He was not concerned to find out the truth of the accusations lagainst Jesus.
We too are quick to judge others, to label them and condemn them.
‘Jesus is accused by his enemies.
He bears all the accusations that we load on the backs of others,
all the malicious words of condemnation and denigration.
Our media are filled with accusation and contempt.
We make other people the butt of jokes and ridicule.
When we do that, Jesus bears it.
But when he comes to judge us on the last day, he will judge us with kindness, with forgiveness.
We have condemned him every time we have scorned and despised people,
but he will let us go free if we but say yes to his mercy’
Timothy Radcliffe, ‘Stations of the Cross’, p.14
Are there times when we do nothing to challenge injustice and defend the innocent?
Jesus went out as usual to the Mount of Olives and his disciples followed him. On reaching the place, he said to them, ‘Pray that you will not fall into temptation.’ He withdrew about a stone’s throw beyond them, knelt down and prayed, ‘Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but your will be done. An angel from heaven appeared to him and strengthened him. And being in anguish he prayed more earnestly and his sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground.
The night before he died, Jesus went to pray at the Mount of Olives.
He cried out to God in anguish, asking him to take the cup of suffering away from him.
But then he added, ‘yet not my will, but yours be done’.
Even before the moment the beam of the cross was laid upon his shoulders,
he had experienced the weight of loneliness, of betrayal, of denial,
he had been ridiculed, humiliated and mocked.
Was it the physical or emotional pain that was most difficult to bear?
How do you respond to suffering?
Can you believe that in Jesus, God stands alongside you even in the darkest times?
As they led him away, they seized a man, Simon of Cyrene, who was coming from the country, and they laid the cross on him, and made him carry it behind Jesus.
‘Jesus told his disciples that each must carry his cross.
Now he finds that he can no longer carry his own,. He needs help….
Simon of Cyrene seems to have been just passing by
when he got caught up in the drama of this man whom he probably did not even know.
He had no choice.
And yet Mark gives us the impression that he became a disciple whose children,
Alexander and Rufus, were known to the community.
Surely it must have been this involuntary encounter that changed his life.
Having been forced to carry this stranger’s cross, he became his disciple’
Timothy Radcliffe, p.30
Can we embrace unexpected, difficult, challenging situations that have been thrust upon us, and find the grace to know that even in the most extreme moments, we find that Jesus is walking alongside us and that we too, like Simon, may receive the gift of faith?
Jesus said to them, ‘Daughters of Jerusalem, do not weep for me but weep for yourselves and for your children. For behold the days are coming when they will say, ‘blessed are the barren and the wombs that never bore, and the breasts that never gave suck. Then they will begin to say to the mountains, ‘Fall on us’, and to the hills, ‘cover us’. For if they do this when the wood is green, what will happen when it is dry?
‘Even in his agony Jesus feels deeply the pain that will be theirs when Jerusalem is destroyed.
He is touched by people’s pain in the pit of his stomach…
God’s promise is that he will take out our hearts of stone and give us hearts of flesh.
A heart of flesh is one that shares another’s joy without a hint of jealousy,
and anothers sorrow without a tiny bit of schadenfreude.
Timothy Radcliffe, p42
How often do we allow ourselves to be touched by the pain of others?
The women of Aleppo, the women of South Sudan, the women of the Yemen?
Or the pains and burdens carried by those closer to home.
Do we exercise compassion and understanding?
And when they came to the place which is called, The Skull, there they crucified him,
and the criminals, one on the right and one on the left
What a time of desolation this must have been for those who had pinned their hopes on Jesus –
for it all to end like this, in humiliation, suffering and death
‘He seems to be a helpless victim, pushed around,
mocked, forced to walk to the place of crucifixion and now nailed to the cross.
And yet, especially in John’s gospel, he is quietly in charge….….
He deliberately draws close to us in our helpessness.
He is inside all our experiences of being lost and astray,
so that we may not be victims but victors with him.
He was nailed to the cross, nailed firmly to all our failures,
identified with everyone who seems to be a letdown…
His strong grace is in all who feel that their lives are coming apart,
and that there is nothing they can do.
In him no life is a dead end.
No one is ultimately a helpless victim.
Our destiny is after all in our hands since he holds them.
Pope Benedict said:
“Let us nail ourselves to him, resisting the temptation to stand apart, or to join others in mocking him”.
His arms stretched open on the cross, open for everyone,
showing us the height and depth,the width and breadth of God’s love,
which has no boundaries.
Can you give your disappointments, hurts, failures and disappointments
to the one whose arms are opened wide for you on the cross?
At the sixth hour darkness came over the whole land until the ninth hour.
And at the ninth hour Jesus cried out in a loud voice ‘Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?’, which means,
‘My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?’…
With a loud cry Jesus breathed his last. The curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom.
And when the centurion who stood there in front of Jesus heard his cry and saw how he died, he said,
‘Surely this man was the Son of God’.
There is nothing that leaves us feeling more empty than the death of someone we love.
Is Jesus to be nothing more than the memory of a good man who suffered gross injustice?
The tearing apart of the curtain in the temple might mean nothing more to us
than the awfulness of grief; and yet for the gospel writer that tearing of the temple curtain
meant the dawn of a new hope, of a new way for humankind to be drawn into the life of God,
to be set free from sin, from fear, from all that binds us, including our fear of death.
‘There is no barrier between God and humanity: God has come near to us in our desoation,
and so we can come into his presence’
Where do your hopes rest?
He is hastily laid to rest
The world sighs and waits
And we wait in night’s darkness
Longing for the morning
Longing for the light…
Our God leaves footprints
When he whispers ‘Peace be with you’
His breath steams up the wineglass
And the blood beats in his veins
His feet might be scarred
With a jagged body-piercing
But the bruises are fast fading
That the soldiers left behind
This man is not a parable
A story for the spring time
Or a tacked-on happy ending
Making tragedy less bad
No, this corpse lay rigid
Frozen stiff with rigor mortis
Bandaged and unfeeling
And then simply came to life