Saturday, April 15th (Day Forty)
Dear Lord, I pray for the courage to follow you and deeply experience your passion, death and resurrection this week. Lord, help me to become more fully aware of Your presence and Your Love for me, for all people and all creation, this Holy week. In Christ’s precious name I pray. Amen.
Holy Saturday: The Burial of Jesus, Mark 15:42-47; Matthew 27:57-61; Luke 23:50 56; John 19:31-42
1. Come into God’s (Father, Son and Holy Spirit) loving presence. Feel God’s loving gaze. Offer yourself completely to God.
2. Silently sit before God for 10 minutes.
3. Read Mark 15:42-47 or Matthew 27:57-61 or Luke 23:50 56 or John 19:31-42five times very slowly. The first time, simply and reverently read it, allowing God’s word to flow over you. The second time be aware of any verse word, phrase or concept that God is revealing to you as you read. Meditate silently for several minutes what the Lord has given you. During the third reading allow a prayer to formulate in your heart and offer that prayer to God. As the Scripture is read a fourth time, allow yourself to be drawn into the biblical scene as if you are living it right now. Be aware of any physical sensations, thoughts, or emotions that may arise. Journal your experience in detail. The fifth and final reading should be a reading of unknowing. Simply rest in the mystery of God’s presence and God’s Word, peacefully and with great joy.
4. Journal important aspects of the entire experience.
Read the following. You may use it as a guide or just food for thought:
As I watch Joseph of Arimathea speaking to Pilate I realized that he was taking a big risk. Would they chastise this prominent member of the Sanhedrin calling him a follower of Jesus? I ask him what made him take this risk. How did he summon up the courage to expose himself as he did? He said to me “I had no choice.” I could not hide in the shadows and deny Him any longer. I had to make sure he had a proper burial. “Besides, I feel that somehow this is not yet over.” I found myself greatly admiring Joseph and began to wonder if there were any risks I am avoiding that may be keeping me from being all that Jesus is calling me to be. Is there any risk too great that I would hesitate to expose myself to ridicule or punishment for the glory of God?
I am now standing at the tomb with several others. The scene is surreal. Deep grief that is beyond words fills the air. All I can do is be there with them and allow them to be there with me as we grieve together. Numbness is what I feel. I do not wish to move, or to be there either. I do not know what to do or say, so I sit silently. I have no answers so I decide to just be in the midst of this palpable grief and confusion. I will stay here for a while. Silence; Stillness.
The Lord has risen…