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Friday, April 18, 2014 7:00 PM The Ecotrust Building 721 NW 9th Avenue

Good Friday

PEARL CHURCH April 18, 2014 Good Friday

Please enter humbly, worship deeply, and leave quietly this evening with your heart centered on the suffering of Christ for us and for our salvation. You will observe a diminishing of light throughout the service in the pattern of tenebrae worship. Tenebrae means shadows, and so our worship will include an experience of some of the shadows that Christ endured.

CALL TO WORSHIP My soul is consumed with longing. My soul languishes in parched countryside. With open mouth I pant. Hope deferred makes my heart sick. I’m sick. You’re sick. We are all heart-sick with longing. Someone. Anyone. Something. Anything. Let my longing lick a drop of water; Soothe my soul with something wet. (Adaptations from Psalm 119:20, 81, 131; Proverbs 13:12)


SCRIPTURE John 4–A Story About Every Person’s Longing When a Samaritan woman came to draw water, Jesus said to her, “Will you give me a drink?” The Samaritan woman said to him, “You are a Jew and I am a Samaritan woman. How can you ask me for a drink?” (For Jews do not associate with Samaritans.) Jesus answered her, “If you knew the gift of God and who it is that asks you for a drink, you would have asked him and he would have given you living water.” “Sir,” the woman said, “you have nothing to draw with and the well is deep. Where can you get this living water? Are you greater than our father Jacob, who gave us the well and drank from it himself, as did also his sons and his flocks and herds?” Jesus answered, “Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again, but whoever drinks the water I give him will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.” The woman said to him, “Sir, give me this water so that I won’t get thirsty and have to keep coming here to draw water!” Leader: The word of the Lord. People: Thanks be to God.

REFLECTION Across the Fields, by Hermann Hesse Across the sky, the clouds move, Across the fields, the wind, Across the fields the lost child Of my mother wanders. Across the street, leaves blow, Across the trees, birds cry– Across the mountains, far away, My home must be. 2

GOOD TO ME Craig Musseau, © 1990 Mercy/Vineyard Publishing

I cry out for your hand of mercy to heal me I am weak and I need your love to free me O Lord my Rock, my strength in weakness Come rescue me O Lord You are my hope, your promise never fails me And my desire is to follow you forever For you are good, for you are good For you are good to me I cry out, I cry out, I cry out, I cry out


Silence to reflect on our longings

SCRIPTURE Psalm 120–A Heartsick Song for Peace In my distress I cry to the LORD, that he may answer me: “Deliver me, O LORD, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.” What shall be given to you? And what more shall be done to you, you deceitful tongue? A warrior’s sharp arrows, with glowing coals of the broom tree! 3

Woe is me, that I am an alien in Meshech, that I must live among the tents of Kedar. Too long have I had my dwelling among those who hate peace. I am for peace; but when I speak, they are for war.   Leader: The word of the Lord People: Thanks be to God.

REFLECTION From The Peaceable Kingdom, by Stanley Hauerwas Moreover the fragmentation of our world is not only “out there,” but it is in our own souls. Amid fragments it is extremely hard to maintain our moral identity. We feel pulled in different directions by our various roles and convictions, unsure whether there is or can be any coherence to our lives. We become divided selves, more easily tempted to violence since, being unsure of ourselves, we are easily threatened by any challenge that might rob us of what little sense of self we have achieved. Lacking any habits or institutions sufficient to sustain an ethos of honor, we become cynical. By suspecting all, by assuming that behind every cause lies self-interest and behind every act of charity a psychological payoff, we hope to protect ourselves from being misused or lost. Yet cynicism inevitably proves too corrosive. Its acid finally poisons the self, leaving no basis for selfrespect because it renders all activities unworthy of our moral commitment.



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I cry out for peace; they cry for war.

Silence to reflect upon our longing for peace


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SCRIPTURE Psalm 123–A Heartsick Song for Help To you I lift up my eyes, O you who are enthroned in the heavens! As the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes look to the LORD our God, until he has mercy upon us. Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us, for we have had more than enough of contempt. Our soul has had more than its fill of the scorn of those who are at ease, of the contempt of the proud. Leader: The word of the Lord People: Thanks be to God.

REFLECTION From Rilke’s Book of Hours, III. I It feels as though I make my way through massive rock like a vain of ore alone, encased. I am so deep inside it I can’t see the path or any distance: everything is close and everything closing in on me has turned to stone.


Since I still don’t know enough about pain, this terrible darkness makes me small. If it’s you, though– press down hard on me, break in that I may know the weight of your hand, and you, the fullness of my cry. BREATHE Marie Barnett © 1995 Mercy / Vineyard Publishing

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Silence to reflect upon our longing for help SCRIPTURE Psalm 126–A Heartsick Song for Joy When the LORD restored the fortunes of Zion, we were like those who dream. Then our mouth was filled with laughter, and our tongue with shouts of joy; then it was said among the nations, “The LORD has done great things for them.” 7

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The LORD has done great things for us, and we rejoiced. Restore our fortunes, O LORD, like the watercourses in the Negev. May those who sow in tears reap with shouts of joy. Those who go out weeping, bearing the seed for sowing, shall come home with shouts of joy, carrying their sheaves. Leader: The word of the Lord People: Thanks be to God.

REFLECTION From The Ragamuffin Gospel, by Brennan Manning Sooner or later we are confronted with the painful truth of our inadequacy and insufficiency. Our security is shattered and our bootstraps are cut. Once the fervor has passed, weakness and infidelity appear. We discover our inability to add even a single inch to our spiritual stature. There begins a long winter of discontent that eventually flowers into gloom, pessimism, and a subtle despair: subtle because it goes unrecognized, unnoticed, and therefore unchallenged. It takes the form of boredom, drudgery. We are overcome by the ordinariness of life, by daily duties done over and over again. We secretly admit that the call of Jesus is too demanding, that surrender to the Spirit is beyond our reach. We start acting like everyone else. Life takes on a joyless, empty quality. We begin to resemble the leading character in Eugene O’Neill’s play The Great God Brown: “Why am I afraid to dance, I who love music and rhythm and grace and song and laughter? Why am I afraid to live, I who love life and the beauty of flesh and the living colors of the earth and sky and sea? Why am I afraid to love, I who love love?” Something is radically wrong. 8

PRECIOUS LORD, TAKE MY HAND Thomas A. Dorsey, George N. Allen

Precious Lord, take my hand, Lead me on, help me stand, I am tired, I am weak, I am worn; Through the storm, through the night, Lead me on to the light: Take my hand, precious Lord, Lead me home. When my way grows drear, Precious Lord, linger near, When my life is almost gone, Hear my cry, hear my call, Hold my hand lest I fall: Take my hand, precious Lord, Lead me home. When the darkness appears And the night draws near, And the day is past and gone, At the river I stand, Guide my feet, hold my hand: Take my hand, precious Lord, Lead me home.




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Silence to reflect upon our longing for joy SCRIPTURE Psalm 130–A Heartsick Song for Forgiveness Out of the depths I cry to you, O LORD. Lord, hear my voice! Let your ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications!  

If you, O LORD, should mark iniquities, Lord, who could stand? But there is forgiveness with you, so that you may be revered.

I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in his word I hope; my soul waits for the Lord more than those who watch for the morning, more than those who watch for the morning.

O Israel, hope in the LORD! For with the LORD there is steadfast love, and with him is great power to redeem. It is he who will redeem Israel from all its iniquities.  

Leader: The word of the Lord People: Thanks be to God. 10

REFLECTION Grace, by George Herbert My stock lies dead, and no increase Doth my dull husbandry improve: O let thy graces without cease                                      Drop from above! If still the sun should hide his face, Thy house would but a dungeon prove, Thy works, night’s captives: O let grace                                       Drop from above! The dew doth ev’ry morning fall; And shall the dew outstrip thy dove? The dew, for which grass cannot call,                                       Drop from above. Death is still working like a mole, And digs my grave at each remove: Let grace work too, and on my soul                                       Drop from above. Sin is still hammering my heart Unto a hardness, void of love: Let suppling grace, to cross his art,                                       Drop from above. O come! for thou dost know the way: Or if to me thou wilt not move, Remove me, where I need not say,                                       Drop from above.


JESUS REMEMBER ME J. Berthier © Ateliers et Presses de Taizé, F-71250 Taizé-Communauté

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Silence to reflect upon our longing for forgiveness

SCRIPTURE Psalm 133–A Heartsick Song for Unity How very good and pleasant it is when kindred live together in unity! It is like the precious oil on the head, running down upon the beard, on the beard of Aaron, running down over the collar of his robes. It is like the dew of Hermon, which falls on the mountains of Zion. For there the LORD ordained his blessing, life forevermore.   Leader: The word of the Lord People: Thanks be to God. 12

REFLECTION Adapted from Connecting Christ, by Metzger The Father who shares life with his Son gives his Son to us so that we might become members of his family through the Spirit. This God makes it possible for us to share life with others. Many Christians confess the Trinity in name only. They are often very fearful and reluctant to talk about the Trinity. If they do talk about the Trinity they often resort to mathematical formulas and recipes: “The Trinity is like 1x1x1=1” or “Take an egg white, egg yolk, and egg shell, and mix them in a blender; there you have the Trinity.” No wonder many Christians find the doctrine of the Trinity irrelevant, with no bearing on life and relationships. But our faith is not based on some formula or recipe. It is based on the good news that the Father and Son invite us to share life filled with selfless love with them in the Spirit. This is no incoherent mystery. While we cannot define love, we can describe and experience it. Divine love is the ultimate life-giving mystery, as the Father gives his Son’s life over to sacrificial death to save the world through the Spirit.

THERE IS A REDEEMER Melody Green © 1982 Birdwing Music/Cherry Lane Music Pub. Co. Inc.

There is a redeemer, Jesus God's own Son Precious Lamb of God, Messiah, Holy One Thank you O my father, for giving us your Son And leaving your Spirit till the work on earth is done Jesus my Redeemer, Name above all names Precious Lamb of God, Messiah, hope for sinners slain


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Silence to reflect upon our longing for unity

SCRIPTURE Psalm 134–A Heartsick Song Fulfilled Come, bless the LORD, all you servants of the LORD, who stand by night in the house of the LORD! Lift up your hands to the holy place, and bless the LORD. May the LORD, maker of heaven and earth, bless you from Zion.   Leader: The word of the Lord People: Thanks be to God.


TEARING OF THE VEIL Leader: And when Jesus had cried out again in a loud voice, he gave up his spirit. At that moment the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. The earth shook, the rocks split. (Matthew 27:50-51) Together we tear the purple squares to symbolize the veil being torn in two. 14



Leader: You have been provided black paper and black ink pens. By this means, what you write on the paper, will be known only by you and God. We encourage you to use this opportunity to confess your longings and to forsake your pilgrimages which have led you away from Jesus. After the benediction feel free to remain in silent prayer while writing your response to God. Then, as you leave, you are invited to nail your paper to the cross and by that action symbolize your decision to take your longing to Jesus, the passover Lamb who gives us life.


***People are dismissed in silence.***

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