Dear Beloved:
You said you were struggling with this Holy Week and feeling distant from God. The betrayal has shaken your faith, and you found yourself wrestling as you wrote this poem. Thanks for sharing it here.
Even You Betrayed Me?
A Lament
I never expected this
Not from him, not from them,
Certainly not from You.
At least he was human, sinful, and addicted
to something that almost destroyed him
At least others were ignorant, misguided, and unprepared
But You…
You are supposed to be
All-powerful and all-knowing,
You saw everything,
You knew I would be crushed,
Yet You didn’t intervene,
You let it be
Where were You?
How could You?
Why did You?
Even You betrayed me!
In the rubble, barely breathing
Death somehow seems more appealing
Not sure if I’ll ever survive
This darkness that seems to swallow me alive
Through the thick clouds, amidst the darkened sky
A thin ray of sunlight
It was Friday night
Time for the ultimate sacrifice
The dark hour has come
You dripped blood all over striped scars
You were innocent, the Lamb of God
Bearing the sins of the world
Breaking Your heart
The heaviness and the piercing pain of abandonment
from the One who could have taken all this suffering away
Maybe
You felt betrayed too
By the shouts of “Hosanna” turning into “Crucify Him”
Maybe
You felt betrayed too
By those closest to You who chose to sell and deny You
Maybe
You feel betrayed
Every time one of Your sheep strays
Maybe, in Your mysterious ways
You have never been far away
Maybe, in Your incomprehensible sovereignty
You knew that love’s price is costly
Maybe, the greatest betrayal was necessary
To show Your unwavering love
For me
So I look to the tree
And remember the One
Who chose Calvary
In my ashes, in my weeping
I receive the washing of Your blood
The covering of Your love
The hope of Your resurrecting power
The promise of Your faithfulness
And new mercies every morning
Even for me
“I say to myself: ‘The Lord is my inheritance;
Therefore, I will hope in Him’.”
Lamentations 3:24