Jesus Falls for the Second Time
We adore you O Christ and we praise you.
Because by your Holy Cross, you have redeemed the world.
I watch him fall again. My God, how can you let this happen to your servant, to your Son? The soldiers jerk him roughly to his feet and beat him onward. I do not think he will have the strength to go much farther. Just before my friends fled last night, they told me they could not understand how one so blessed could be so abandoned by God. I must confess the same question haunts me.
Confusion – we share it with you and the other apostles. Christ is not the only one we have watched die an unjust death. We have seen
– the aged wasting away in nursing homes
– the child stricken with terminal illness
– good people touched by tragedies not of their making.
And we, too, ask, “Why?” And we receive no answer but what we see here. Our Lord gets up and trudges onward. Only He seems confident that God is still with him. What secret does he know; what hope does he hold on to so fiercely?
The Light shines in the darkness.
Death shall have no victory.
Jesus remember me.
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