So what of that? I am trying to explain that for those times when we follow the stations in our own hearts, we need some sort of experience to draw on, else we loose interest. This station is the most brutal, and calls for us to dig deep into our own hearts for meaningful analogy and some sort of congruence. None of us will be nailed to a cross and then hoisted far up, left to dangle whilst our hands tear on the nails but none of us will bear the weight of the sins of the world on our shoulders. Jesus was passed the drugged sponge at this time, but turned it away because he was not there only to die, but to be transformed and to transform us as well. Here, in the darkest hour, all we can do is to focus on our pain and loss and give thanks that those who suffer and die, suffer and die in the Lord, now we have been washed clean by His bloody wounds. If the Son of God had to endure pain, then so do we, it is unavoidable and part of the Human condition. Next time you hear someone say 'if God really existed, He would not allow....', think that He allowed His Son to be nailed to a tree and remember that was the greatest act of love that has ever been given.
V. They pierced my hands and my feet.
R. I may tell all my bones.
Let us pray. O God whose only begotton son by his passion and five wounds and by the shedding of his blood hath restored us to human nature what by sin had been lost : grant us, we beseech thee ; that we who venerate on earth these wounds recieved by him, may be worthy in heaven to recieve the fruit of the same precious blood ; through the same Christ our Lord. Amen.
Of your charity, pray for the soul of Stanley Roberts.