I wrote the below after attending Good Friday services at my parish in 2001. I was on the front pew and watched as everyone processed forward to venerate the cross. The only music playing was a cello.

BEHOLD THE WOOD
Oh did you know?
Yes, you must have known.
Exactly the hour.
The day you died for me.
I celebrate
We come forward
Form all walks of life
Couples holding hands
Parents toting children
Friends together
Coming two by two
I celebrate
Even the frail, the weak, the lame
Walking with a cane
Assisted in wheelchairs
The Deacon’s helping hands
“Come all ye heavy laden, I will give you rest . . .”
I celebrate
Bended knees and signs of faith
Gently lean to kiss the wood
Some reverent and some playful
From aged feeble steps
To children’s joyful skipping
We come
I celebrate
The cello swells up and down
My heart beats in rhythm
I watch them come
And I celebrate.
- Stfrancisgirl
Good Friday 4/13/01








Jan,
How beautiful and meaningful during this Good Friday. Brian and I wish you a very Happy Easter.
With God’s Love,
Lonnie & Brian
What a great writing. Thank you for sharing a great poem.
Lovely; thank you for sharing that. I celebrate your gift!