Jesus Falls for the First Time
We adore you O Christ and we praise you.
Because by your Holy Cross, you have redeemed the world.
Under the weight of the wood, he falls on the sharp cobblestones of the street. But even before the soldiers start whipping him, he tries to get up. He asked me once, “John, qm you drink from the cup I drink?” I thought I could then, but now, my Lord bleeds from countless wounds. If I carried the cross and fell, would I have the strength to rise again?
Christ collapses, yet struggles on. How often have we fallen and failed to rise, willing to let our weakness conquer us, willing to let sin defeat us, willing to let our pain overcome us? With John and Mary we see him stand again. Pain-ravaged face but eyes clear and strong, one glance at us as if to say, “Stay close to me and find the strength to carry on; stay close, my friends, to me.”
For the Light shines in the darkness
Death shall have no victory.
Jesus remember me.
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