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.
With Christ I hang upon the cross, and yet I am alive; or rather, not I; it is Christ that lives in me. True, I am living, here and now, this mortal life; but my real life is the faith I have in the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself for me. (Galatians 2:19-20)
Lord, you stretch at full length on the Cross.
Without a doubt, it is made for you.
You cover it entirely, and to adhere to it more surely,
you allow men to nail you carefully to it.
Lord, it was work well done, conscientiously done.
Now you fit your Cross exactly, as the mechanic’s carefully filed
parts fit the engineer’s blueprint.
There had to be this precision.
Thus, Lord, I must gather my body, my heart, my spirit,
And stretch myself at full length on the Cross of the present moment.
I haven’t the right to choose the wood of my passion.
The Cross is ready, to my measure.
You present it to me each day, each minute, and I must lie on it.
It isn’t easy. The present moment is so limited that there is no room to turn around.
And yet, Lord, I can meet you nowhere else.
It’s there that you await me.
It’s there that together we shall save our brothers.