On this day, we do not look away.
We do not rush past the suffering. We do not cover up the sorrow. We kneel, we weep, and we behold.
Good Friday is the most solemn day in the Church’s calendar. On this day, Christ was crucified—mocked, scourged, and nailed to the Cross. The sinless One gave Himself over to death so that we, the guilty, might be redeemed.
There is no Mass today. The tabernacles of the world lie empty. The sanctuary lamp is extinguished. The Church stands still.
This stillness is not absence—it is grief.
We grieve because He was pierced for our sins. We grieve because our Lord bore the weight of every betrayal, every denial, every act of violence and hatred. We grieve because Love Himself was condemned.
And yet… this sorrow is holy.
Because Christ embraced the Cross freely. Because no one took His life from Him—He laid it down. Because even in His agony, He forgave.
At the Liturgy of the Lord’s Passion, we approach the Cross not as an ornament, but as an instrument of our salvation. We kiss the wood. We remember the nails. We let the silence speak.
There is no resurrection without the Cross. And there is no Easter joy without the sorrow of Good Friday.
Let today be a day of mourning. Let it be a day of fasting, prayer, and silence. Let us stay with Him at Calvary.
Weep, and do not rush to Easter.
First, behold, embrace, and kiss the cross.
