AT THE CHURCH SAINT PETER IN GALLICANTU
The roof of St. Peter in Gallicantu Church
Yesterday, we traveled to the church of St Peter Gallicantu,
which is located right outside of the walls of the old city of Jerusalem. Gallicantu is the location of two
significant things to pray and reflect on. The first is that this is the
location where Saint Peter, the chief apostle, denied knowing Christ three
times.
St. Peter in Gallicantu Church
The other significant thing is the old cistern,
which is, as tradition holds, the location where Jesus was kept overnight after
being arrested in the Garden of Gethsemane. Inside the cistern prison, we
quietly prayed to ourselves Psalm 88. Praying upon these two moments in
Christ’s life help us to reflect on our own life and our relationship with
Christ.
How do we respond
when we feel betrayed by those whom we love dearly, how do we react when we
feel imprisoned spiritually, mentally or physically? I leave you with the words
of Psalm 88.
The Sacred Pit where Jesus was kept overnight after being arrested
O Lord, my God, I call for help by
day;
I cry out in the night before thee.
2 Let my prayer come before thee,
incline thy ear to my cry!
3 For my soul is full
of troubles,
and my life draws near to Sheol.
4 I am reckoned among those who go
down to the Pit;
I am a man who has no strength,
5 like one forsaken among the dead,
like the slain that lie in the grave,
like those whom thou dost remember
no more,
for they are cut off from thy hand.
6 Thou hast put me in the depths of
the Pit,
in the regions dark and deep.
7 Thy wrath lies heavy upon me,
and thou dost overwhelm me with all
thy waves.Selah
8 Thou hast caused my companions to
shun me;
thou hast made me a thing of horror to
them.
I am shut in so that I cannot
escape;
9 my eye grows dim through sorrow.
Every day I call upon thee, O Lord;
I spread out my hands to thee.
10 Dost thou work wonders for the
dead?
Do the shades rise up to praise thee? Selah
11 Is thy steadfast love declared
in the grave,
or thy faithfulness in Abaddon?
12 Are thy wonders known in the
darkness,
or thy saving help in the land of
forgetfulness?
13 But I, O Lord, cry
to thee;
in the morning my prayer comes before
thee.
14 O Lord, why dost thou cast me
off?
Why dost thou hide thy face from me?
15 Afflicted and close to death
from my youth up,
I suffer thy terrors; I am helpless.
16 Thy wrath has swept over me;
thy dread assaults destroy me.
17 They surround me like a flood
all day long;
they close in upon me together.
18 Thou hast caused lover and
friend to shun me;
my companions are in darkness.