Be with me now as we pray and again walk to Calvary with my Son. Walk with me now. Hold my hand. Feel my pain. Feel the anger and hurt that was so hard to repress, for such a loving God gave me the privilege of being mother and love to Him. I did not know to the extent I would endure pain for Him, from His love. A gift, child, a gift of great price, being allowed to suffer and die for your Lord in His grace—a great privilege afforded to you. I love you. Walk with me now, see as I see, feel as I feel, love as I love, hurt as I did—that day and now—for now is when we walk. Place it now in your thoughts and actions. Be there now. It is today. Now. Be there.
With me, see His love. With me, see His pain. He is here with us. It is now to Him child, always—for in this does eternity exist. Oh child, dear child, see my heart melt as my Son approaches. I have so much love for Him as His mother—so much love for Him as God. Be now my companion. See His face. It is stained with tears, with blood. It is draped in agony. It is lifted only by my heart touching His—my love reaching out to His love—my mind and spirit becoming one with His. He looks and sees my pain. My anguish for Him is beyond compare, but my love for His children, His beloved, is there. He has given me the grace to see redemption at hand—the gift of love in His Heart. He sees my heart. His eyes penetrate my soul to know its love for Him. He is my Son—sent to die in anguish on the Cross. He walks amid hatred and fear—slime, disdain poured out upon His person. His satyrs are few. His love is great. For only such a great love could sustain Him. He cries out in anguish and grief; He holds my hand. But for a brief moment we touch. “Hold me my Son!” But no, it is not to be—no consolation of heart for a mother burdened with grief. No love penetrates the heart that was pierced with a sword. Only His pain now do I feel—only His love rejected and trod down do I know. Only Love that heals can heal the wounds of the betrayers of the Heart.
Your heart, child, now place it with mine, as we place ours with His. He is here for us—for a moment—for eternity—but we do not see the future as thus just yet. We see the pain, we see the torn flesh. We tolerate all, knowing only that this is His wish and ordained by God above. Understanding? There is none. Hatred? It abounds all around. It is the evil that carries the crowd. It is the knowledge that their sinfulness before God is wiped away as they smite the One who condemns their crimes before God. They see only accusation before God. Admission of fault and sinfulness is not found—for they will destroy the accuser! Then will they be right before God. In their eyes, they see their guilt washed clean by expelling from their presence the One who condemns their actions before God. The good they do not see. They do not see redemption at hand. They do not realize that which they do in anger and hatred is that which is done in love, by Love. They do not see! Their eyes are blind. Their hearts are hardened and glossed over by any who would question the crime they are about to commit. Imagine your Lord so full of love, now pressed down by hate. The sores have been opened by each step. The thorns now deeper as He walks. He is beaten still—pushed on by the mob who would kill and maim. Evil. Evil exists in the hearts of men. It is masking the love given by the Creator. It is blinding those who would know. It is inciting others to confess their sins, confess their faithfulness to God—but only a few—and they are hidden. No one walks with my Son as His ally. They are frightened. As I meet my Son—we are one—for a moment. I love Him so. Know now my hurt as He continues on and I am left there in tears to God praying for His perseverance—the grace to now do what He has come to do. My tears child—they are yours. Feel them in your heart. Know they last forever—until my children are home safely. Then can we rejoice.
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