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Date: 25 March 2005 12:23:48
Mary's Story
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I saw him die. I saw them take my child and nail him to a cross, and heard him cry out the creator of this forsaken world, heard him ask his Father why he had been abandoned, and I screamed with him. I asked God why he had led my son down this path, why he had abandoned my son, why after saving so many, after healing so many, was my son left to die in the heat, struggling to breath, moaning in pain, using his last breath to forgive the scum that killed him.
And my sorrow spilled out on to the dry, bitter ground like wine poured from a cup. And I cried the tears of helplessness and grief, putinto incomprehensible screams of the pain that tore out my heart as they peirced his side. The tears of a parent who is forced to bury thier child, who keeps a silent vigil for 3 hours as their son dies in agony.
They tried to comfort me with psalms and prophecies. With promises of hope, that this was not the end, that something would happen. They tried to console me whilst my child lay in a cold, dark, borrowed tomb. They tried to tell me that my son would be raised.
And my sorrow turned to rage. How dare they console me? How dare they speak to me as if they know my suffering. My son is dead.
Yet it is more than that. In my grief for my son, I forget who he was. In the death of my son, God died. Divinity that resided in me, that I bore for nine months, that I cradled in my arms, is now dead. And the hope of this world, the saviour of this world - hung on that cross, is lying in that tomb. And as I mourn my son, the world must mourn it's god. The hope, that light that Simeon sang of 33 years ago is extinguished, the wick is quenched, it cannot be relit.
And still they dare to sepak of prophecy, of promise and hope. As if he is asleep. As if they can stand at the tomb and tell him to come out. For my child is dead, my god is dead. Do they not realise that the only one with the power to raise the dead is in a tomb, that he is dead? What hope is left when the saviour cannot save himself?