Good Friday
Suffering Redeemer, we bring these offerings with trembling hands, aware that they are mere tokens before the weight of the cross. And yet, even here-in sorrow and silence-you receive our gifts and turn them into healing. Take what we offer: our treasure, our time, and our trembling faith. Use it to tell the story that still saves, to serve the ones you love, and to bear hope even in the shadow of death. We give, not to explain the mystery, but to live into it-until the story is told in full and grace has the final word. Amen.