After these things, Joseph of Arimathea, who was a disciple of Jesus, though a secret one because of his fear of the Jews, asked Pilate to let him take away the body of Jesus. Pilate gave him permission; so he came and removed his body.
Nicodemus, who had at first come to Jesus by night, also came, bringing a mixture of myrrh and aloes, weighing about a hundred pounds.
They took the body of Jesus and wrapped it with the spices in linen cloths, according to the burial custom of the Jews. (John 19:38-40)

When your love outlasts Friday, you will have the audacity to ask.
When it’s Saturday and all you love has been destroyed, who could deny you?
When you approach the one with the authority to answer, he will certainly give you the lifeless body of your beloved.
But once it’s Saturday, what does it matter?
Does it matter that amphibians are disappearing and coral reefs have ceased to form?
Does it matter that the poor of the lowlands need shelter from the rising seas?
Will anyone come in the cover of night to ask for all their lifeless bodies?
Will anyone come with linen cloths and spices?
Will anyone come with the love that outlasts Friday?
Who has such audacity any more?
Who can find one with the authority to answer?