Saturday, March 26, 2016

Good Friday

I awoke to a cold, rainy Friday morning. Fitting, I thought, for such a day as this. All Heaven and earth are in mourning. In keeping with the solemnness of the day, I had in my mind that we would have a silence in our home and hearts from noon until 3:00. We would do the Stations of the Cross, pray the sorrowful mysteries, and at 3:00 we would start our Divine Mercy novena. As so often happens, my plans are not the Lord's. I was angry, that my way, which seemed so wonderful, was not to be. And I did not handle it with any sort of grace, I tell you.

However, when we finally did begin the Stations of the Cross, the children made it the most meaningful of this Lenten season. When we went to the ones at our chapel, I had to keep little ones from becoming distractions for others and was not able to focus. But the tears came as I watched my kids take the peg dolls and move them through the city they had built. It came alive to me, at the hands of my children's play.

How long will it take for me to truly, truly let go and let God work in me exactly as He knows best?

Simon helps carry the cross

Veronica wipes the face of Jesus

Jesus falls the second time

Jesus meets the women

So he might have been making up his own thing, but that is OK.

Jesus is nailed to the cross

Jesus dies on the cross

She was helping some and then doing her own thing too.

Jesus is placed in the tomb


  1. Thank you for visiting my little space and for taking time to comment! It makes my day:)

  2. Jenny,this is so touching. Always in my prayers -Monica