Holy Week Article Series Part 6 – When Words Run Out

Writing these pieces has been an act of repeated and relentless heartbreak. With each one, I’ve sat in the grief, named the suffering, and felt the weight grow heavier. But maybe that’s the point. We’re not meant to race past the cross—we’re meant to stay in it. To let it break us. To grieve with Jesus. To remember what it cost.
Thank you for staying with me.

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When Words Run Out

I’ve run out of words. Not because there’s nothing left to say. But because there’s too much. Too much blood. Too many names. Too many places where the Church has been hunted, hated, and crucified again.

We’ve told the truth—about Congo, Syria, Nigeria, Pakistan, Egypt.
We’ve named the pain. Mourned the martyrs. Exposed the silence.

And now, we reach Friday.

The day Jesus died.

We’re not to Resurrection yet.
We’re here—between betrayal and breakthrough.
Between the horror and the hope.

This is the day when the sky went dark.
When the veil tore.
When the world fell silent.

Good Friday is not about movement. It’s about stillness.
About letting the weight of it all settle in.

So today, I won’t try to explain it.
I will just say this:

Jesus was innocent.
They killed Him anyway.
And He went—willingly.

For you.
For me.
For every soul crying out in silence today.

That is enough for today.

A Quiet Echo of the Persecuted Church

They are not forgotten.
Even if their stories never trend.
Even if the world refuses to speak their names.

To the Christians in Kasanga.
In Syria. In Cuba. In China.
In Iran. In India. In Nigeria. In North Korea.
In every place where following Jesus means risking everything.

This day belongs to you, too.

You know what it means to carry a cross.
To be betrayed, and still believe.
To be crucified, and still sing.

Good Friday wasn’t the end for Him.
And it won’t be for you.

Faith in Action: Stay at the Cross

Don’t rush to Resurrection.
Don’t run to fix it, explain it, or escape it.
Just stay.

Sit in the stillness of Good Friday.
Let the weight of the cross rest on you.
Let the grief in the world speak.
Let Jesus’ sacrifice stop you.

Today, your faith is not about doing.
It’s about being—with Him, at the foot of the cross.

Pray for the persecuted, yes.
But also… just weep with those who weep.
Be present. Be silent. Be honest.

Jesus didn’t run from suffering.
He entered it.

And so we remain.

“And it was about the sixth hour, and there was a darkness over all the earth until the ninth hour. And the sun was darkened, and the veil of the temple was rent in the midst.”
—Luke 23:44–45 (KJV)

And yet, in the silence, others are still bearing their own crosses.