It is now over. Body buried, neatly tombed. Spices ready.
Cloths in proper place. Little things are done. No one can face the larger agonies, of loss, of loneliness,of anxiety. Faithful friends busy with tiny things. Jesus Christ is dead.
Jesus, our brother,
you have shown us that you are a fellow-sufferer, a fellow participant in the agony of creation. We could not know it then. But in faith, we know it now. You suffer from the inside of creation and not simply from the outside. If we matter to you and to your Father in this life, (and we do), then we must matter to you and to your Father forever.
Jesus, Lord, your gift accepted,
In three days you resurrected,
You did first what we should do.