Good Friday

Kneeler Black

John 19

…standing near the cross of Jesus were his mother, and his mother's sister Mary, the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene.

26 When Jesus saw his mother and the disciple whom he loved standing beside her, he said to his mother, "Woman, here is your son."

27 Then he said to the disciple, "Here is your mother." And from that hour the disciple took her into his own home.

28 After this, when Jesus knew that all was now finished, he said, (in order to fulfill the scripture), "I am thirsty."

29 A jar full of sour wine was standing there. So they put a sponge full of the wine on a branch of hyssop and held it to his mouth.

30 When Jesus had received the wine, he said, "It is finished"
Then he bowed his head and gave up his spirit.

Psalm 22, by Linnea Good, written on Hiroshima Day, 1987

I stood at the mirror and look in my eyes.
Dark circles encircled the circles inside.
There's a ring of suspicion a megaton wide,
whose fallout is cancer and madness,
and hunger denied.

Why, my God, have you forsaken me?
Why, my God, have you forsaken me?

Your rivers infested with death and disease.
Your children are pierced at their hands and their feet.
Your babies are orphaned, with nothing to eat.
While the work of our hands is ignited and
dropped in their streets.


O God, I am poured out like water by day.
My breath, like a candle, has melted away.
my strength and my lifeblood have dried unto clay.
how long will you harden your heart to the
words that I pray?


St Philip's Anglican Church,
cnr Moorhouse and Macpherson Streets, O'Connor, ACT 2602.