Opening Prayer
Mary, my Mother, you were the first
to live the Way of the Cross.
You felt every pain and every humiliation. You were unafraid of
the
ridicule heaped upon you by the crowds. Your eyes were ever on
Jesus
and His Pain. Is that the secert of your miraculous strength? How
did your
loving heart bear such a burden and such a weight? As you watched
Him
stumble and fall, were you tortured by the memory of all the
yesterdays-
His birth, His hidden life and His ministry?
You were so desirous of everyone loving Him. What a heartache it
was
to see so many hate Him - hate with a diabolical fury. Take my
hand as I
make this Way of the Cross. Inspire me with those thoughts that
will make
me realize how much He loves me. Give me light to apply each
station to my
daily life and to remember my nieghbor's needs in this Way of the
Pain.
Obtain for me the grace to understand the mystery, the wisdom
and the Divine love as I go from scene to scene. Grant that my
heart, like
yours, may be pierced through by the sight of His sorrow and the
misery and
that I may determine never to offend Him again. What a price He
paid to
cover my sins, to open the gates of heaven for me and to fill my
soul with His
own Spirit . Sweet Mother, let us travel this way together and
grant that the
love in my poor heart may give you some slight consolation.
Amen.
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