“At three o’clock, Jesus cried out with a loud voice, “Eloi, eloi, lema sabacthani?“, which means, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” Someone ran, filled a sponge with sour wine, put it on a stick, and gave it to him to drink, saying, “Wait, let us see whether Elijah will come to take him down.” Then Jesus gave a loud cry and breathed his last.” (Mark 15: 33-34, 36-37. NRSV)
I believe in God, who so loved the world that he gave his only Son that whoever believed in him would not perish but would have everlasting life.
There is nothing left for us here. There is a God-shaped hole in the world, and we are left with only an ugly raw wound in our souls where he used to be.
The darkness has fallen.
The light of the world has gone out.
As we stand at the foot of the cross, we think of all that we have loved and all that we have lost.