Tuesday, March 30, 2021
The Regent community gathers for Chapel through Zoom on Tuesdays at 11 am (PDT). You can find Zoom login details in the Weekly Announcements email. If you don’t currently receive our Weekly Announcements email, you can subscribe by clicking the 'Subscribe’ button on this page.
If you are unable to join us at that time the recording of Chapel will be available on Moodle.
Welcome & Announcements
Call to Worship | Isaiah 53:1,4-5 (NRSV)
Who has believed what we have heard?
And to whom has
the arm of the LORD been revealed?
Surely he has borne our infirmities
and carried our diseases;
yet we account him stricken,
But he was wounded
for our transgressions,
crushed for our iniquities;
upon him was the punishment
that made us whole,
and by his bruises we are healed.
I Stand Amazed
Charles Hutchison Gabriel
I stand amazed in the presence
Of Jesus the Nazarene
And wonder how He could love me
A sinner condemned unclean
How marvelous how wonderful
And my song shall ever be
How marvelous how wonderful
Is my Saviour’s love for me
For me it was in the garden
He prayed not My will but Thine
He had no tears for His own griefs
But sweat drops of blood for mine
In pity angels beheld Him
And came from the world of light
To comfort Him in the sorrows
He bore for my soul that night
He took my sins and my sorrows
He made them His very own
He bore the burden to Calvary
And suffered and died alone
When with the ransomed in glory
His face I at last shall see
‘Twill be my joy through the ages
To sing of His love for me
Meditation | Attentiveness to Suffering
Quote: The Mystical Vine by Bonaventure
“Let us run to Him
as He returns from the wilderness...
Let us behold His beloved face...
Let us consider
the agony of the last day...
then we shall...become aware
of what disfigured His body.”
Humble
Audrey Assad
Humble and human,
willing to bend, You are
Fashioned of flesh and
the fire of life, You are
Not too proud to wear our skin
To know this weary world we're in
Humble, Humble, Jesus
Humble in sorrow,
You gladly carried Your cross
Never refusing Your life
to the weakest of us
Not too proud to bear our sin
To feel this brokenness we're in
Humble, Humble, Jesus
We bow our knees
We must decrease
You must increase
We lift You high
Humble in greatness,
born in the likeness of man
Name above all names,
holding our world in Your hands
Not too proud to dwell with us
To live in us, to die for us
Humble, Humble, Jesus
We bow our knees
We must decrease
You must increase
We lift You high
We bow our knees
We must decrease
You must increase
We lift You high
We lift You high
Poem | III Jesus falls the first time
A Poem by Malcom Guite from Sounding the Seasons, 38
He made the stones that pave the roads of Zion
And well he knows the path we make him tread
He met the devil as a roaring lion
And still refused to turn these stones to bread,
Choosing instead, as Love will always choose,
This darker path into the heart of pain.
And now he falls upon the stones that bruise
The flesh, that break and scrape the tender skin.
He and the earth he made were never closer,
Divinity and dust come face to face.
We flinch back from his via dolorosa,
He sets his face like flint and takes our place,
Staggers beneath the black weight of us all
And falls with us that he might break our fall.
When I Survey The Wondrous Cross
Lyrics: Isaac Watts | Tune (“Hamburg”): Lowell Mason
When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of Glory died
My richest gain I count but loss
And pour contempt on all my pride
Forbid it Lord that I should boast
Save in the death of Christ my God
All the vain things that charm me most
I sacrifice them to his blood
See from his head, his hands, his feet
Sorrow and love flow mingled down
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet
Or thorns compose so rich a crown
Were the whole realm of nature mine
That were an offering far too small
Love so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul, my life, my all
Time of Prayer
Silence
Scripture | Matthew 26:36-46 (NIV)
Then Jesus went with his disciples to a place called Gethsemane, and he said to them, “Sit here while I go over there and pray.” He took Peter and the two sons of Zebedee along with him, and he began to be sorrowful and troubled. Then he said to them, “My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death. Stay here and keep watch with me.”
Going a little farther, he fell with his face to the ground and prayed, “My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me. Yet not as I will, but as you will.”
Then he returned to his disciples and found them sleeping. “Couldn’t you men keep watch with me for one hour?” he asked Peter. “Watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.”
He went away a second time and prayed, “My Father, if it is not possible for this cup to be taken away unless I drink it, may your will be done.”
When he came back, he again found them sleeping, because their eyes were heavy. So he left them and went away once more and prayed the third time, saying the same thing.
Then he returned to the disciples and said to them, “Are you still sleeping and resting? Look, the hour has come, and the Son of Man is delivered into the hands of sinners. Rise! Let us go! Here comes my betrayer!”
Homily | The Silent Word
Carolyn Hindmarsh | Sessional Lecturer
Silence
Here is Love
Bethel "No Love is Higher" Arrangement, by William Edwards, Robert S. Lowry, and William Rees
Here is love, vast as the ocean
Lovingkindness as the flood
When the Prince of Life, our Ransom
Shed for us His precious blood
Who His love will not remember?
Who can cease to sing His praise?
He will never be forgotten
Throughout heaven’s eternal days
On the mount of crucifixion
Fountains opened deep and wide
Through the floodgates of God’s mercies
Flowed a vast and gracious tide
Grace and love like mighty rivers
Pour incessant from above
Heaven’s peace and perfect justice
Kissed a guilty world in love
Who His love will not remember?
Who can cease to sing His praise?
He will never be forgotten
Throughout heaven’s eternal days
No love is higher, no love is wider
No love is deeper, no love is truer
No love is higher, no love is wider
No love is deeper, no love is truer
Who His love will not remember?
Who can cease to sing His praise?
He will never be forgotten
Throughout heaven’s eternal days
Let me all Thy love accepting
Love Thee ever all my days
Let me seek Thy kingdom only
And my life be to Thy praise
Thou alone shall be my glory
Nothing in this world I seek
Thou hast cleansed and sanctified me
Thou Thyself has set me free
Benediction
From The Worship Sourcebook, 623
May the Christ
Who walks on wounded feet
walk with you on the road.
May the Christ Who serves
with wounded hands
stretch out your hands to serve.
May the Christ Who loves
with a wounded heart
open your hearts to love.
May you see the face of Christ
in everyone you meet,
and may everyone you meet
see the face of Christ in you.
Amen.
After the benediction, volunteers are available to pray with you. If you would like someone to join you in prayer, send a private chat message to Claire Perini.