No one serves communion in the dark church tonight.
The bread waits in its linen veil
So that each must rend the body with our own hands.
It lies vulnerable to us,
Receives our greedy hands
and tearing nails.
“The Kingdom of God comes by violence and violent people lay hold of it.”
A great darkness came over all the earth.
The veil was torn.
He entered our deepest darkness
That we might discover his light.
Carlene Hill Byron, Good Friday 2017