Psalm 22:1, 14-18
“He suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, died, and was buried.“
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
Why are you so far from helping me,
from the words of my groaning?
I am poured out like water,
and all my bones are out of joint;
my heart is like wax;
it is melted within my breast;
my mouth is dried up like a potsherd,
and my tongue sticks to my jaws;
you lay me in the dust of death.
For dogs are all around me;
a company of evildoers encircles me.
My hands and feet have shriveled;
I can count all my bones.
They stare and gloat over me;
they divide my clothes among themselves,
and for my clothing they cast lots.
Psalm 22:1, 14-18
Jesus prayed this psalm on the cross. Read through it and notice the number of parallels between this psalm and Mark 15:16-34. Have you ever felt Godforsaken? Join Jesus in praying this psalm. Use the space below to write a few lines in your own words.
PRAYER FOR THIS WEEK
O Lord Jesus, you entered history to carry the cross and walk the way of suffering. Help us to die to ourselves, take up our crosses, and follow you into the world to love and serve our neighbors and even our enemies. Amen.