Steadily weakening, you stumble and fall down again.
You are losing blood rapidly.
It is all you can do to put one foot in front of the other.
Where are your friends?
A stranger is helping to shoulder the burden of the cross.
A woman you had little to do with came forward to help you.
And your mother, your blessed mother, was there..
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| hard to see... but this nail-shaped stick was on my walk at this moment |
Where are your friends? The men you spent your time and energy teaching about love.
Where are they now while you are making your way to your death?
Is that one of the reasons you fell again?
The weight of their betrayal, OUR betrayal, was part of the horrible burden you bore for us.
Betrayed and alone, you got back up. You loved and trusted... and kept going.
Dear Jesus,
When I think of how you must have felt at this moment, I can only imagine the incredible temptation that must have been yours. You could have stopped this. You could have said, "ENOUGH!" You could have decided that humans were not worth the trouble. But you didn't. Your world was darkening around you and you had every reason to despair. But you got up and kept going. I want to be like you, Jesus. I want to get back up and keep going. Help me have the faith and strength to trust in you.... and keep going when my world looks dark.
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