:: Wednesday, April 16, 2003 ::
Tenebrae Factae Sunt
Dum crucifixissent Jesum et circa horam nonam exclamavit Jesus voce magna: Deus Meus, Deus Meus, ut quid me dereliquisti? Et inclinato capite emissit spiritum.
Tonight we held the service of Tenebrae. After each Psalm, the room gets darker... darker... darker...
Until only one light is left.
Then that light is hidden. We see its reflection dimly dancing on the brick wall.
Then the cantor mourns the first line of Psalm 51:
Have mercy on me, O God, according to your loving-kindness...
And we join his lament:
...in your great compassion blot out my offenses...
A sharp noise startles the whole assembly
As the light of Christ is replaced on its stand
Only the wind can be heard as the disciples of Jesus disappear into the darkness
One by one.
:: Matt 4/16/2003 10:39:00 PM :: permalink ::