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Jesus meets his Mother

Jesus meets his Mother

Fourth Station

Mary hears the news of her son’s trial and hurries to be with him.  She reaches the Pavement but has missed him.  She asks people there what has happened; she learns his sentence and hurries off.  As she makes her way up the hill, she sees the arm of the cross making its slow progress through the crowds.  She steadies herself as she realises that it is her son who bears that cross.  She starts after it, but it disappears from view as Jesus falls that first time.  The pause in its progress allows her to catch up.  She presses through the jeering crowds and at last comes face to face with her beloved Son.


Consider that brief meeting of selfless loves.  She has come not to complain that he has worried her, nor to voice concerns for her own future but to show her love for him, in the hope that it might sustain him a little.  For his part, he knows that this is the sword that will pierce her heart.  He looks to his mother not to receive comfort and sympathy but to offer it.  Too soon, the soldiers spur him on – the moment is over but he continues now as one encouraged by the love of his mother.  Mary, for her part, is renewed in courage and strengthened in hope after gazing on the face of her son.


Jesus, when I am weighed down with a cross of illness or other suffering, I am tempted to focus inwardly on my own hardship, my own cross, looking to others only to receive help or sympathy.  Help me to resist that temptation and instead to follow your example by always loving my neighbour without counting the cost.  I offer you my small efforts, Lord; bring them to fruition.

I love Thee, Jesus; my love above all things;
I repent with my whole heart of having offended Thee.
Never permit me to separate myself from Thee again.
Grant that I may love Thee always,
and then do with me what Thou wilt.

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