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Were You There?

March 30, 2013

“Does anyone know where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to hours?” – The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald – Gordon Lightfoot

This is my 60th blog post. The minutes have turned to hours. Where has the time gone? Where is the love of God?


Where does the love of God go?

It wasn’t there yesterday.

It seemed to be there the day before.

Yesterday my kids and I witnessed a tragedy. A good man, our best friend, was condemned and put to death right before our eyes.

We had just had supper with him the night before. He fed us. He cared for our needs. He told us how much he and God loved us.

Then an unbelievable chain of events unraveled. Now he’s dead. We witnessed it. We are heart-broken. We are hopeless.

After dinner we prayed with him. Ok, I fell asleep. I think some of the others did too. But we tried to pray with him. He seemed so sorrowful. I wanted to be with him and comfort him. But it was late, our bellies were full from a good supper, and I guess I dozed off.

I was rudely awakened. It seems like a nightmare. I wish it was, but it happened. Soldiers came and took him. One of our other friends was with them. I think he was our friend. He had been. Now I’m not so sure. He seemed to be helping them take our best friend. We tried to stop them, but they outnumbered us and were armed and I guess we got scared and ran off.

I followed at a distance. They seemed to put together some kangaroo court and put our friend on trial. Then, they beat him, they whipped him bloody, then they condemned him to death by crucifixion. I wanted to do something, but I was so afraid.


The next thing I knew in the morning, our friend was carrying a wooden cross out into the countryside as the soldiers escorted him there, and, my God, where did you go? How did you let this happen? They nailed his arms and feet to that cross like a criminal, stood the cross up for all to see him hang, bleed and suffer there, and watched and waited until ….he died!




Our best friend is dead! Gone – just like that. I hardly know what happened. If I didn’t see it painfully with my own two eyes, I wouldn’t have been able to believe it. I still can’t. And I can’t get the images of it out of my mind. They are seared in my brain and I can stop the pain they trigger within me.

Where were you God? He cried out. We all did. How could you let this happen?




Our best friend is dead. And we are lost, and scattered, and heart-broken.

What will we do now?

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