"My God, My God, Why Have You Forsaken Me?"
It was a heart-wrenching, gut-wrenching, and spirit-wrenching prayer that Jesus voiced in the throes of death as he hung on the cross.
It was a prayer that reflected what he was experiencing.
Sometimes, O God, we in our pain cry out in a similar way; may it be an honest prayer when we pray it and not one fueled by our sometimes tendency toward drama and hyperbole.
Sometimes, O God, our pain is so real and our sense of your absence is so real that all we can do is to cry out to you.
Remind us, O God, even as we cry out to you, that joy comes in the morning and that resurrection follows crucifixion.
“From noon on, darkness came over the whole land until three in the afternoon. And about three o’clock Jesus cried with a loud voice, ‘Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?’ that is, ‘My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?’ When some of the bystanders heard it, they said, ‘This man is calling for Elijah.’ At once one of them ran and got a sponge, filled it with sour wine, put it on a stick, and gave it to him to drink. But the others said, ‘Wait, let us see whether Elijah will come to save him.’” (Matthew 27:45-49)