Our
Father....
Hail Mary....
Glory Be to the Father....
Again
my son fell, and again I could not believe that he would not die
right there in the street. To see my own son die in the street
like a tortured dog, hated by all! I started to move toward him,
but the soldiers prevented me. He rose and stumbled ahead slowly.
Seeing my son fall, get up again, and continue on, was bitter
anguish to me.
There have been days, and there will be days again, when you will be as if crushed
under some sorrow, some suffering, some temptation. It is to help you rise again
that my Son fell a second time, and got back up. When you think you cannot go
on, confess your weakness to Him, now reigning in heaven. Make yourself very
little, and the Spirit of Strength will fill you and raise you up, and you will
go on, even to the summit of Calvary.
Prayer: Lord Jesus Christ, you fall under the weight of
human sin and you get up again in order to take it upon yourself and cancel
it. Give to us, weak men and women, the strength to carry the cross of daily
life and to get up again from our falls, so that we may bring to future generations
the Gospel of your saving power. To you, O Jesus, our support when we are
weak, be praise and glory for ever.
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