Our
Father....
Hail Mary....
Glory Be to the Father....
Regaining a little strength,
I walked with the crowds to the entrance of the square. A door flew
open and my son stumbled out, the guards laughing behind him. Two
men dragged over a thick wooden cross and loaded it on his shoulders.
Then they shoved him down the road. My pain for him was unbearable.
I wanted to take the cross from him and carry it myself.
My Son came on earth for this hour. He has accepted his mission
and fulfilled it point by point in order to arrive at the end which
is the Passion. You must also attach yourself passionately to the
will of the Father. You must embrace the Father’s perfect
will as did my Son and His, not only in those circumstances which
please you, but also to the degree that suffering causes revulsion
to your body and anguish in your heart. I have so accepted the Father’s
will with my Son. It is our deepest happiness.
Prayer: Lord Jesus Christ, you received the Cross
from the hands of men to make of it the sign of God’s saving
love for humanity. Grant us and all people of our time the grace
to believe in this infinite love. To you, O Jesus, Priest and Victim,
be praise and glory for ever.