This is written by Chad Bird and is taken from X @birdchadlouis

Out of the depths have we cried unto Thee, O Lord.

Out of the morgue, the hospital, the cemetery soil baptized with a thousand tears.

Out of the rubble of our shattered lives, our bitter grief and lacerated hearts.

Out of these depths have we cried unto Thee, O Lord.

Lord, hear our voice

Let Thine ears be attentive to the voice of our supplications.

But even though every prayer thrown toward heaven lands within our Lord’s open ears, that is not enough. It is not enough to have a God way up there who hangs on our every word.

We need something more.

Out of the depths have we cried unto Thee, O Lord. And below us a Voice resounds, “Out of the depths have I answered you, my child. Hear my voice.”

Out of the depths of Joseph’s pit, cast there for you by my brothers in the flesh.

Out of the depths of Jonah’s fish, cast there for you by the hands of Gentile men.

Out of the depths of the mocking and the stripping, the whipping and the nailing, the bleeding and the dying, even the grave, have I cried unto you. Hear my voice.

Let your ears be attentive to the voice of My love.

For since it was not enough that the Lord of heaven and earth hung on our every word, the Word came down from heaven and hung upon the cross.

Out of the depths of his humiliation, out of the depths of his suffering, out of the fathomless depths of his love for you, he cries: “I am enough.”

Where is God in tragedy?

Where he always is: in the crucified Christ, where he displays his cosmic love that enfolds all humanity; makes our griefs and sorrows and sins his own; and brings us through death to the resurrection of the body and the life everlasting.

For no matter how deep you go, out of the farther depths, the crucified God of love speaks forth a word of life and hope and healing for you.