Good Friday

We have nothing. Jesus was arrested, taken away. We have no light, no help, not even Jesus himself. It was so unfair, that he who was so good and kind and full of love was treated with such malice and hatred. And taken from us. We have nothing. And in this day of a pandemic, we also have nothing. People dying, hospitals overcrowding around the world, livelihoods lost, income lost, everything lost. We have nothing. Or so it would seem. But his love continued still, even when they took him, he still loved them and prayed for them: Father, forgive them. And so his love has prevailed and conquered every evil, even death itself. For he rose from the dead the third day, and is the firstfruits of them that sleep. And because he suffered, we have the forgiveness of sins, life, and salvation. And we have the kingdom of heaven, and even the promise of God's continual help on earth. So we have everything; as St. Paul has said: all things are yours. And again, we are as having nothing, and yet possessing all things. Sermon for Good Friday.