Thirteen Station - Jesus is taken down from the cross
Love is stronger than death
Love is stronger than death
Scripture Reading
When it was evening, there came a rich man from Arimathea, named Joseph, who was also a disciple of Jesus. He went to Pilate and asked for the body of Jesus; then Pilate ordered it to be given to him” (Mt 27:57-58).
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When it was evening, there came a rich man from Arimathea, named Joseph, who was also a disciple of Jesus. He went to Pilate and asked for the body of Jesus; then Pilate ordered it to be given to him” (Mt 27:57-58).
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Reflection
Dear Mother, how are you bearing all these? The Son you loved most, the only son you had, now in your loving arms. The Holy body of Jesus, who gave meaning to people who were sick, who were abandoned, who had lost hope, is now lifeless and in your hands.He doesn’t talk. He doesn’t smile. He doesn’t move. When he was about to conceive God gave you a promise of a king. Don’t you feel like running away and hide?
Mother Mary Speaks
Bear with me my Son / Daughter till I explain, what you see is only the surface level. We have to dig deeper. Then we can understand. Let me guide you through.
My son Jesus had a very sensitive soft heart. It was softer than my heart. I learn from him. During this journey he touched many people. We only saw the people he touched physically before he started this JOURNEY. There are many more people who he has touched by his inner responses. Look at me. I hardly had a chance to see him after he started his ministry, especially during the way to Calvary. When our eyes met we were able to communicate. Communicate Love. We Strengthened each other. That is why I chose to walk the complete way with him, to give him courage, consolation. He understood me perfectly. He understood His Father’s love for him is stronger than his death on the cross. That is why when people insulted Him, cursed Him, he remained silent. There was not even one complaint which came out from His mouth, only blessings and words of forgiveness. Contrary to what the values of this world would tell us, it could be clearly seen that he is the Great Victor of death. His executioners are the poor instruments of the devil, who was the greatest loser. Finally he thought that I would be a support for the world, to walk with sufferings of the world to console his heart.
He was more worried for the people who have refused his love, people with hardened hearts. He had given silent responses, internal responses to his Father, our God. He couldn’t bare his response at the hour of his death. Even God couldn’t bear it. When hours of sudden darkness fall over the place where we were during the noon day I realized that it was something only God could do. My son who didn’t know what sin was,was separated from his father because of the sin of the world. He couldn’t bear it. He shouted “'Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?' - My God My God why have you forsaken me? – He was not used to be separated from the Father. When he shouted “It is finished”, the veil in the temple was torn inthe middle. I was joyful because God has accepted the sacrifice of my son. I don’t think anybody noticed. Earthquake happened, dead were raised. I didn’t quite comprehend that. But I tried to get the connection.
Now everything is silent. Somebody has to start my Son’s work. I am starting it now. He has equipped me and trained me. This is the promise I am making for my son. I invite you to make the very same promise. There is no point to write eulogy or weep. Only honor we can do is to finish the work he started.
Will you help?
Personnel Response
Dear Mother. How Can I refuse? Guide me the way you need me.
Dear Mother, how are you bearing all these? The Son you loved most, the only son you had, now in your loving arms. The Holy body of Jesus, who gave meaning to people who were sick, who were abandoned, who had lost hope, is now lifeless and in your hands.He doesn’t talk. He doesn’t smile. He doesn’t move. When he was about to conceive God gave you a promise of a king. Don’t you feel like running away and hide?
Mother Mary Speaks
Bear with me my Son / Daughter till I explain, what you see is only the surface level. We have to dig deeper. Then we can understand. Let me guide you through.
My son Jesus had a very sensitive soft heart. It was softer than my heart. I learn from him. During this journey he touched many people. We only saw the people he touched physically before he started this JOURNEY. There are many more people who he has touched by his inner responses. Look at me. I hardly had a chance to see him after he started his ministry, especially during the way to Calvary. When our eyes met we were able to communicate. Communicate Love. We Strengthened each other. That is why I chose to walk the complete way with him, to give him courage, consolation. He understood me perfectly. He understood His Father’s love for him is stronger than his death on the cross. That is why when people insulted Him, cursed Him, he remained silent. There was not even one complaint which came out from His mouth, only blessings and words of forgiveness. Contrary to what the values of this world would tell us, it could be clearly seen that he is the Great Victor of death. His executioners are the poor instruments of the devil, who was the greatest loser. Finally he thought that I would be a support for the world, to walk with sufferings of the world to console his heart.
He was more worried for the people who have refused his love, people with hardened hearts. He had given silent responses, internal responses to his Father, our God. He couldn’t bare his response at the hour of his death. Even God couldn’t bear it. When hours of sudden darkness fall over the place where we were during the noon day I realized that it was something only God could do. My son who didn’t know what sin was,was separated from his father because of the sin of the world. He couldn’t bear it. He shouted “'Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?' - My God My God why have you forsaken me? – He was not used to be separated from the Father. When he shouted “It is finished”, the veil in the temple was torn inthe middle. I was joyful because God has accepted the sacrifice of my son. I don’t think anybody noticed. Earthquake happened, dead were raised. I didn’t quite comprehend that. But I tried to get the connection.
Now everything is silent. Somebody has to start my Son’s work. I am starting it now. He has equipped me and trained me. This is the promise I am making for my son. I invite you to make the very same promise. There is no point to write eulogy or weep. Only honor we can do is to finish the work he started.
Will you help?
Personnel Response
Dear Mother. How Can I refuse? Guide me the way you need me.