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GOOD FRIDAY Dearest Friends, “It was a good crowd today”, one of the Bere islanders was heard to say. We – meditators and islanders - celebrated the Liturgy of the Passion in the Bere Island Church at 3pm today. More people come to Good Friday liturgies than Holy Thursday, here as everywhere. The Cross is so universal an empathy with human suffering. For many it is even enough. Or it seems as if it is as far as some can go in the exploration of the Mystery of Christ. Certainly it is the place we start from. And if we are open to the Cross we experience the beginning of a relationship in faith that will lead us through the limbo of Holy Saturday to the new creation that the Resurrection is all about. About two weeks ago three young men were tragically drowned near here, one of them from the island, Colm Harrington had just celebrated his 21st birthday. Because of the sea such deaths are not uncommon here and many families have been riven by these personal good fridays. Whenever death strikes it is a good friday, a meeting with mortality, an inescapable reminder of the horizon of our lives. We celebrate the death of Jesus and call this Friday Good because in it we see a meaning that transforms our sense of the horizon of life and gives us unexpected grace to deal with the tragedies and limitations of our lives. Perhaps the key to this meaning, the effective power of the Cross is its manifestation of powerlessness. Before Pilate, the consummate politician, the spinner of words and worker of crowds, Jesus stood silent in his own embodying of the truth. He told Pilate he was there to ‘bear witness to the truth’ and then let the silence speak for him. Hard as it is for us to trust powerlessness the overwhelming energy of Good Friday tells us this truth. Our reflex is always the opposite, to control, dominate, manipulate. We are economical with the truth or suppress or package it. To tell the truth is to trust a power that can only be released in powerlessness, the transcendence of the ego. All Good Fridays, personal or liturgical, remind us of this. And whether we choose to accept it or not, we cannot realistically deny it. But in meditation, in saying the mantra, we trust and embrace this truth and entrust ourselves to it. “Every time we meditate,” as John Main says, “we enter into the dying and rising of Jesus”.