This day of dread and betrayal and denial causes a pause in our busyness.
Who would have thought that you would take this eighth son of Jesse to become the pivot of hope in our ancient memory?
Who would have thought that you would take this uncredentialed Galilean rabbi to become the pivot of newness in the world?
Who would have thought that you - God of gods and Lord of lords - would fasten on such small, innocuous agents whom the world scorns to turn creation toward your newness?
As we are dazzled, give us the freedom to resituate our lives in modest, uncredentialed, vulnerable places.
We ask for freedom and courage to move out from our nicely arranged patterns of security into dangerous places of newness where we fear to go.
Cross us by the cross, that we may be Easter marked. Amen.