For those who hear of Christ crying out for water on the cross, who cannot see Christ in the children of Flint, we pray.
For our leaders who hear the story of Pilot convicting Christ for the
sake political expediency, who cannot see Christ in a generation of
young people felled by tough on crime policy, we pray.
For creation, beaten for the sake of humanity's selfishness, flesh torn
to serve our greed, forced to bear the burden of its own destruction,
and for those that cannot see Christ in in the firmament, the land or
the sea, we pray.
For ourselves, when we see ourselves in Simeon, in Veronica, in the
multitudes crying 'Hosanna,' but never in the throng hissing 'crucify'
through clinched teeth, never in the majority benefiting from the
cruelty of those with power, we pray.
For the church, tonight a widow, and for those who look upon the
dispossessed, the grieving, the ill in body or mind, the cast-out and
cannot see Christ's beloved, we pray.
For those who see the anguish of Sybrina Fulton, of Lesley McSpadden, of
Maria Hamilton, Gwen Carr and Tressa Sherrod and cannot see Mary, the
mother of Christ, beside the cross - her son killed by a government more
concerned with order than justice, we pray.
For all the ways we have denied Christ by denying Christ's presence in
every person we meet, not three times, not three times three times, not
three nine times over but in a countless unceasing denial like the
crowing of all earth's fowl across all time, a restless din of
conviction and remembrance, for that - on this darkest of nights when
humanity glimpses but for a moment the specter of a world absent your
presence - for that - we pray forgiveness - Amen.