refuge: lent in pictures day 46
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Vindicate me, O God, and defend my cause
against an ungodly people;
from those who are deceitful and unjust deliver me!
For you are the God in whom I take refuge;
why have you cast me off?
Why must I walk about mournfully
because of the oppression of the enemy?
O send out your light and your truth;
let them lead me;
let them bring me to your holy hill
and to your dwelling. . .
Why are you cast down, O my soul,
and why are you disquieted within me?
Hope in God, for I shall again praise him,
my help and my God.
Refuge: a strange word for Holy Saturday, when the stone of the tomb seems cold and mute, not a place to take refuge. A day when all we know is that you have cast us off, not that there will be a day when we shall again praise you. You sent out your light and your truth, but they were snuffed out on Golgotha. There’s no indication that they will ever lead us to your holy hill.
For now, we will huddle in the shadow of the tomb, mourning and waiting.
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