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Prayer: Cross So Costly, Cross Victorious
And in our time of greatest need, your love came to us, your love gave yourself, your love emptied itself. And in this overwhelming defeat, you claimed victory, you were victorious.
Lord Jesus
The way of the cross is so costly
we can barely face it
Shame, sorrow, suffering
Your life poured out
You the Passover lamb sacrificed.
Lord, we shudder at this way you have chosen
And yet we acknowledge our great need
We are so broken, so frail, so surrounded by sin
That we cannot stand
We cannot save ourselves
We are in desperate need
We need a savior
We need you
And in our time of greatest need
Your love came to us
Your love gave yourself
Your love emptied itself
Losing everything
And in this overwhelming defeat
You claimed victory
You were victorious
You accomplished salvation
And so we honor you
And so we give ourselves to you
And so we find our life in you
Lord Jesus Christ, savior of the world
We come to worship you
Amen and amen
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© Dale Gish 2021. All Rights Reserved.
Forever Imprinted By You
I hold your body till you are taken down. Then I am empty, but not barren
Never the same. Forever imprinted by you
Your shaking hands touched me
Grasping my rough imperfections
Taking my burden upon you
I am what you came here for
You are what I’ve been fashioned for
I can tell that still you love me
Carried until you stumble
Then hauled by another to the place
where we lay defenseless
Your hands pressed against me
The spikes that pierce you
pierce me also
Driven through you
Deep into me.
Your blood spills over me
Soaking into my grain
Like a Passover door post
Forever marked before the Lord
We are lifted up
And I can provide little comfort to you
in your time of trial
You are abandoned
And I alone am left to embrace you
Let this last embrace be one of love
I give what I have to you
You who have absorbed such bitter hate
To be so close to the one I love
These terrible, holy moments
Now in your hour of death
I chant a blessing for your dying
“Receive your servant
His trials done
Let not death hold him
Your beloved Son”
Then you breathe your last
And your spirit departs
I shudder along with all creation
At the emptiness that descends upon us.
I hold your body till you are taken down
Then I am empty, but not barren
Never the same
Forever imprinted by you
© Dale Gish 2019. All Rights Reserved.
This prayer was inspired by the Spiritual Exercises of Ignatius of Loyola.If you are interested in praying the Spiritual Exercises of St. Ignatius with me starting in September, please contact me.