4:58 AM
Jo-Anne Rowney
All of lifes responses surrounded the Westminster gorup, from apathy to revernece, to deep emotional reactions to the disinterested. All of life was present, nearby a girl so overcome by Christ's love for us, the suffering he went through broke down into tears.
As the hammer sounded echoing the nailing of Jesus to the Cross people hung their heads listening to the resounding sound pounding, the definite resolute knocking captured the spirit of the moment.
The pain Jesus went through, the suffering he must have endured. The realisation that Jesus is not just simply a man that was crucified in a romantic fashion, he isn't the picture perfect Jesus often shown on a cross. He was in pain, he bled, he sweated. The pain was so bad he cried out to God to come to his aid.
Pilgrims around me were touched. The reality of the banging hammer struck home. Jesus' death was reality in that moment, the reality of his love. The enormity of it all, I was back in that place over 2000 years ago, at the bottom of the cross looking at Jesus feeling his pain, and overcome with his love for us.
Jessica from the USA said: "You can read and meditate of the Way of the Cross alone and you get a small, minute idea of the suffering Jesus endured. When that hammer sounded, just the banging. The loud echo. It was silent and still and I forgot there was anyone else there. I felt it, inside I was deeply moved. How could you not cry? That amount of love is overwhelming."
Our Magnificat books included the lyrics to This is the Way of the Cross. The lyrics couldn't have summed it up more for me. This is the Way of the Cross. The Saviour of the World.
Via Crucis. The Way of the Cross. The way it should be. Reverent, thought provoking, moving.
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