Meditation: 5
I could now see almost complete helplessness on the face of my son as he
tried to carry his heavy load. Each step looked as if it would be his last. I
felt his every pain in my heart and I wanted the whole thing to end. Then I
noticed some commotion near Jesus. The guards had pulled a protesting man
from the crowd. They forced him to pick up the back of the cross to help
lighten my son's load. He asked the guards why this had to be. I knew, and so
followed silently.
Prayer:
Lord Jesus, I have many times refused to help you. I have been a selfish
person who has often questioned your word. Don't let me remain like Simon,
but help me to be like your mother, Mary, who always silently followed and
obeyed.
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We
adore you, O Christ, and we bless You, because by Your holy cross, You have
redeemed the world.
Meditation:
As I continued close by Jesus, a woman pushed past the guards, took off her
veil and began to wipe my son's sweating, bloody face. The guards immediately
pulled her back. Her face seemed to say, "Why are you doing this to
him?" I knew, so I walked on in faith, silently.
Prayer:
Lord, this woman gave you the best she could. On the other hand, I have
wanted to take more than I give. So many opportunities arise every day for me
to give to you by giving to others ----- but I pass them by. My savior, never
let me ask why again, but help me to give all I have to you.
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