Welcome to our Online Worship. Today, we begin a Lenten series of messages on the 7 Last Words of Christ. These are last "words" or "phrases" that Jesus spoke from the cross. Traditionally, the first word is "Father, forgive them for they know not what they do." The people who put Jesus to death truly did not know what they were doing. Neither do we. May we truly experience the forgiveness of God as we worship Him today.
Wonderful Merciful Savior
O God, as we enter into this season of Lent, may we truly experience your wonderful and merciful love for us. We confess that we have sinned against you and need to be forgiven and reconciled with you. We thank you for your Son, who freely gave his life that we might experience abundant life in the here and now and have the hope of eternal. Thank you for the cross and its power to save through the blood of Christ in whom we offer this prayer. Amen.
The Power of the Cross
Father, Forgive Them
Beneath the Cross of Jesus
A Prayer for Forgiveness
O God, Generous in love---give grace!
Huge in mercy—wipe out my bad record.
Scrub away my guilt,
soak out my sins in your laundry.
I know how bad I’ve been;
my sins are staring me down.
You’re the One I’ve violated, and you’ve seen
it all, seen the full extent of my evil.
You have all the facts before you;
whatever you decide about me is fair.
I’ve been out of step with you for a long time,
in the wrong since before I was born.
What you’re after is truth from the inside out.
Enter me, then; conceive a new, true life.
Soak me in your laundry and I’ll come out clean,
scrub me and I’ll have a snow-white life.
Tune me in to foot-tapping songs,
set these once-broken bones to dancing.
Don’t look too close for blemishes,
give me a clean bill of health.
God, make a fresh start in me,
shape a Genesis week from the chaos of my life.
Don’t throw me out with the trash,
or fail to breathe holiness in me.
Bring me back from gray exile,
put a fresh wind in my sails!
Give me a job teaching rebels your ways
so the lost can find their way home.
Commute my death sentence, God, my salvation God,
and I’ll sing anthems to your life-giving ways.
Unbutton my lips, dear God;
I’ll let loose with your praise.
Going through the motions doesn’t please you,
a flawless performance is nothing to you.
I learned God-worship
when my pride was shattered.
Heart-shattered lives ready for love
don’t for a moment escape God’s notice.
Make Zion the place you delight in,
repair Jerusalem’s broken-down walls.
Then you’ll get real worship from us,
acts of worship small and large,
Including all the bulls
they can heave onto your altar!
Grace Greater Than Our Sin
Sisters and brothers, since we stand surrounded by all those who have gone before, an enormous cloud of witnesses, let us drop every extra weight, every sin that clings to us and slackens our pace, and let us run with endurance the long race set before us.
Stay focused on Jesus, who designed and perfected our faith. He endured the cross and ignored the shame of that death because He focused on the joy that was set before Him; and now He is seated beside God on the throne,
a place of honour.
In the same way, let us also focus on the race ahead.
Go into the days of this week strong in the presence of the Holy Spirit, and confident that God goes with you. Amen and Amen