The Carrying of the Cross

The Carrying of the Cross to Calvary Mathew 27;31-34 Feast day; Good Friday (See also Mark 15; 20-23, Luke 23; 26- 32 and John 19; 16- 17)

Pilate now presents Jesus to the Mob saying "Behold the Man", but Jesus is barely recognizable as even human. Pilate hopes they will have pity on Jesus on seeing His terrible sufferings but they cry loudly "Crucify Him Crucify Him". Pilate argues with the Mob more but when they threaten to report him to Caesar he then hands Jesus over to them to be crucified on the Cross. Jesus now has to carry the dead wood Cross which resembles a tree to the lifeless stone Hill of Calvary where it is planted in the barren rock for Him the LORD OF LIFE to be crucified on in order to give Eternal Life to the World. The name Calvary means "Place of the Skull" and Blessed Anne Catherine Emmerich said that in her visions the Hill resembled a large skull and also that the skull of Adam was buried deep below the surface of the Earth there. In carrying the burden of this Cross to Calvary Jesus was carrying the sins of all Mankind. His Cross is the New Tree of Life for Mankind. As Adam was exiled away from the Tree of Life in Paradise to Earth, which is the place of death for all mankind, so Jesus had to carry the new Tree of Life, which is His Cross to the Place of His death Calvary. Adam was removed from the Tree of LIFE but the New Adam brought the Tree of LIFE back to Mankind. Jesus falls several times on His journey because we fall into sin so many times on our journey through life. Mary the New Eve meets Him along the way and helps and supports Him with her Love.

Divine Mercy Holy Week

March 25, 1937. Holy Thursday. During Holy Mass, I saw the Lord, who said to me, Lean your head on My breast and rest. The Lord pressed me to His Heart and said, I shall give you a small portion of My Passion, but do not be afraid, be brave; do not seek relief, but accept everything with submission to My will.
  

When Jesus was taking leave of me, such great pain filled my soul that it is impossible to express it. Physical strength left me; I left the chapel quickly and went to bed. I was oblivious of what was going on around me. My soul was filled with longing for the Lord, and all the bitterness of His Divine Heart was imparted to me. This lasted for about three hours. I asked the Lord to protect me from the eyes of those around me. Although I wanted to, I could not take any food all day, until evening.

I earnestly desired to spend the whole night with Jesus in the dark prison cell. [184] I prayed until eleven o'clock. At eleven, the Lord said to me, Lie down and take your rest. I have let you experience in three hours what I suffered during the whole night. And immediately I went to bed.

I had no physical strength left; the suffering had deprived me of it completely. Throughout all this time, I had been in a sort of swoon. Every beat of Jesus' Heart was reflected in my heart and pierced my soul. If these tortures had concerned me only, I would have suffered less; but as I looked at the One whom my heart has loved with all its might and saw that He was suffering, and that I could not bring Him any relief, my heart dissolved in love and bitterness. I was dying with Him, and yet I could not die. But I would not have exchanged that martyrdom for all the pleasures in the whole world. In the course of this suffering, my love grew immeasurably. I know that the Lord was supporting me with His omnipotence, for otherwise I would not have been able to endure it for even a moment. Together with Him, I underwent, in a special way, all the various tortures. The world still has no idea of all that Jesus suffered. I accompanied Him to the Garden of Gethsemane; I stayed with Him in the prison; I went with Him before the judges; I underwent with Him each of the tortures. Not a single one of His movements or looks escaped my notice. I came to know all the omnipotence of His love and of His mercy toward souls. 
(Diary of Sister Faustina Kowalska Notebook III-1053-1054)

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