Station 2

Station 2


How could any human impose such a burden upon Your torn and bleeding body, Lord Jesus?

Each movement of the cross drove the thorns deeper into Your Head.

How did You keep the hatred from welling up in Your Heart?

How did the injustice of it all not ruffle your peace?

The Father’s Will was hard on You – Why do I complain when it is hard on me?

I see injustice and am frustrated and when my plans to alleviate it seems futile, I despair.

When I see those burdened with poverty suffer ever more and cross is added to cross my heart is far from serene.

I utterly fail to see the dignity of the cross as it is carried with love.

I would so much rather be without it.

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