The darkness may try to hide it, God,
but this is truly Good Friday;
a day of endless miracle, of incredible wonder.
That you would welcome the beam to your shoulders,
and beckon the nails to your flesh,
to crucify darkness in your own fragmented body.
That you would hold the gaze of hatred,
look boldly in the face of evil
and speak the soft words of forgiveness.
That you would embrace in your paralysed arms
your hardened companion in death,
and all who would seek comfort in you.
Promising a world made new,
and an eternity brought into the present moment.
Yes, absolutely a day of wonders and miracles
and we are in awe before its beauty.