The Pause

In church today, we read The Passion of Jesus Christ according to Mark 14:1 - 15:47.  It's set up where different people read different parts along with a narrator.  The congregation reads aloud the part of the "crowd", and when they all shout "Crucify him!", it's pretty powerful.  But the moment that got to me the most was near the end when David F. reading the part of the narrator said, "Then Jesus gave a loud cry and breathed his last."  And here he paused.  It was the right thing to do and the wise thing to do because the weight of those words was truly felt. The silence was palpable.  It was all I could do to hold back my tears.  It was in that pause that I found God today.  In the heavy weight of silence felt by all of us re-living Jesus' last breath.