From: Prayer On The Way Of The Cross
Christ is still dying.
He continues to offer himself to his Father for the redemption of the world through the men who today suffer and die around us.
The Way of the Cross is also the way to life; this a real Christian should never forget.
We carry about continually in our bodies the dying state of Jesus, so that the living power of Jesus may be manifested in our bodies, too. (II Corinthians 4:10)
At present, we are looking at a confused reflection in a mirror; then, we shall see face to face. (I Corinthians 13:12)
For a long time, Lord, her eyes were on you;
She suffered from your suffering.
Unable to bear it any longer, she pushed the soldiers aside,
and with a cloth of fine linen wiped your face.
Were your bleeding features imprinted on her cloth? Maybe.
In her heart, surely.
Lord, I needed to contemplate you at great length, disinterestedly,
as a little brother admires and loves his big brother.
For I want to resemble you; and for that I must first look at you.
If you want, I shall become a little like you, since friends who love each other become one.
But, Lord, too often I carelessly pass in front of you,
or am bored when I stop and look at you.
And to others I must be a sad caricature of you.
Forgive my body, eager for pleasures: it does not bring your presence to others.
Forgive my clouded eyes: in them others cannot see your light.
Forgive my encumbered heart: in it others do not see your love.
Nevertheless, Lord, come to me; my door is open.