“We had all gone astray like sheep, each following his own way; But the LORD laid upon him the guilt of us all.” (Isaiah 53:6, NAB)
“Who, though he was in the form of God, did not regard equality with God something to be grasped. Rather, he emptied himself, taking the form of a slave, coming in human likeness; and found human in appearance, he humbled himself, becoming obedient to death, even death on a cross.” (Philippians 2:6-8, NAB)
O Jesus, the path you must journey to Golgotha is not easy, uphill, downhill, rocky paths, the crowd mocking, the soldiers whipping, cursing, and swearing.
Dear Jesus, after all the scourging, flogging, beatings and sleepless hours, you must have been terribly exhausted. The weight from the beams of the Cross against your open-wound shoulders must have been bitterly painful.
Blood oozing from your head pierced by the crown of thorns, kept on blinding your view. You cannot see your chosen disciples, your mother, your friends, people you have healed…
Suddenly, your knees failed you and you collapsed, the entire weight of the Cross crushed your flesh and bones. Your face smashed the dusty ground; the wounds on your body tore open.
O, the pain Jesus has to bear for the love of his people…the Cross he has to carry. The soldiers and crowd continue to ridicule, jeer and taunt him as he struggled to pick himself up… Everyone watched but no one helped. What have we done to our King?
Jesus, my Lord, everything you have taught, everything you have preached, everything you have shown and shared…was somehow simply not returned to you during your torturous climb to Golgotha.
Ears have heard, but now forgotten; eyes have seen, but now turned blind. You know this is the will of the Father – this is the only route to save mankind, this is the price of our sins.
Why are the hearts of human ever so hardened? Did not God created mankind in His very own image?
What has the world then done to my people? What have you, my Creation, done to your God?
The Cross is heavy but Jesus, the man, remained obedient; the pain is awful, the remaining journey ahead to Golgotha, frightful. Each step of the way of the Cross is beginning to be purified by the Most Precious Blood of Jesus the Christ.
May this Most Precious Blood of Jesus Christ, so holy, also wash and purify our hearts and soul this Lent so that we, too, can turn our lives back to the Father.