THE WAY OF THE CROSS WITH A SISTER - Dominican Nuns Ireland

Jesus, You stood before Pilate in great physical weakness, yet with divine strength and dignity.

To the question “What is truth?” you answered not a word because You are Truth itself.

Jesus, help me to be true to Your love for me and true to those I love. Amen.

Jesus, was the weight of the terrible Cross on Your wounded shoulder heavier to bear that our sin? Only Your love can tell us, only Your merciful love can bring us to true sorrow for our sin.

Jesus, help me to know that Your love is greater than my sin. Amen

Jesus, You fell from sheer weakness and the weight of the Cross, but love made You rise again to continue with each painful step, the way of sorrow.

Jesus, was there any sorrow like unto Your sorrow, any love like unto Your love?

Jesus, be my strength to bear the sorrows of this life with love. Amen.

Jesus, Your Cross of shame became a Cross of love and changed the life of Simon. He was Your reluctant helper on the way to the sacrifice of Your life.

Jesus, please help us to accept the cross You give us for ourselves and for others and Your love will change our lives. Amen.

Jesus, You so lovingly responded to Veronica’s compassion, by letting the Image of Your Holy Face remain on her veil. The Image revealed such suffering of pain and such beauty of love!

Jesus, impress upon my soul the image of Your Holy Face, may the beauty penetrate my life and take away any ugliness within me. Amen.

Jesus, You were so weak you fell again on Your poor knees and hand already grazed and bleeding. Then You were pulled up and pushed on, still with that terrible Cross, yet You made it a Cross of love and bore such weakness for us.

Jesus, Your weakness then is now our strength; our hearts are made strong in faith and hope, because of Your love for us. Amen.

Jesus, You remembered the children whom You loved to come to You, as You raised Your aching head and looked with compassion on mothers of little ones – the women of Jerusalem, who wept for You. You blessed them and told them to weep only for themselves and for their children.

Jesus, bless us as we weep for those who suffer for their children and for the children who suffer without love. Amen.

Jesus, how terrible must have been Your last fall, the whole of Your Body in pain and all Your strength gone. Simon needed all his strength to stop the cross falling on You. Though numbed with exhaustion the fire of Your love for us was unquenched and with utmost giving You made the last painful steps of Your human life.

Jesus, Your love was and is more than all the suffering and sorrow. This is the sign of hope to those who are in despair. Amen.

Jesus, how great must have been the agony when Your garment was pulled from Your back, raw and bleeding from the scourging. To add to the shame of the Cross You were made naked for us.

Jesus, our souls are naked before God, no adornment can hide our sins. Our only clothing is Your merciful love, our only hope of dignity is in Your sacrifice for us. Amen.

Jesus, how great must have been the agony when Your garment was pulled from Your back, raw and bleeding from the scourging. To add to the shame of the Cross You were made naked for us.

Jesus, our souls are naked before God, no adornment can hide our sins. Our only clothing is Your merciful love, our only hope of dignity is in Your sacrifice for us. Amen.

Jesus, as the Cross was raised Your poor body sank and every nerve-ending in Your hands and feet were torn by the nails. You were alone in the terrible darkness with only the tear stained face of Your agonised Mother to comfort You. Your disciple standing by was numbed and bewildered. Even their comfort You gave away in love, asking them to care for each other. Your terrible cry “It is finished” completed the sacrifice.

Jesus, how can I recompense such rejection? How can I show enough gratitude for such love? but it is enough that I know, to let you just hold my life in Your love. Amen.

Jesus, as Your sorrowing Mother received Your body from the Cross, the sword of old Simeon’s prophecy pierced the depths of her being. As she tenderly held Your wounded body, did she not remember You as the Babe in her womb, her Infant Child, and her Boy growing up? Mary must have remembered the crowds following You for Your teaching but through her sobbing remembered the crowds that cried “Crucify Him! Crucify Him!”

Jesus, may the merits of Your dear Mother’s deep sorrow help us as we pray for all mothers who sorrow for their children, for all who lose dear ones through violence. Amen.

Jesus Your body was laid in the tomb, no longer treated cruelly but handled with reverence and love. Your holy limbs shrouded lay waiting for the new dawn.

Jesus, all Your life here on earth was spent in perfect obedience to Your Father’s will even unto death. Please help me to always be obedient to Your law of love. Strengthen me to face the daily dying to myself. Amen