I had a vision of drinking from that cup of the deep things of God. I remember being totally bloody and mangled with Jesus I had a vision where we both being crucified and tortured but we both smiled at each other with a deep love I never experienced before. I understood then that his suffering shows both his love for the world and his pain for those that don’t choose him on a daily basis. Thank you Lord for that vision.
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Station 1: SO MANGLED, VICTIM OF MY SINS! O suffering Jesus! I have deserved those bloody scourges, that cruel sentence of death; and yet Thou didst die for me, that I should live for Thee. I am convinced that if I desire to please men, I cannot by Thy servant. Let me then displease the world and its vain admirers. I resign myself into Thy hands. Let love take possession of my heart; let my eyes behold with contempt everything that can alienate my affections from Thee; let my ears be ever attentive to Thy word; let me through this painful journey accompany Thee, sighing and demanding mercy. Mercy! Jesus! Amen.
Station 2. Meek and humble Jesus! my iniquity and perverseness loaded Thy shoulders with the heavy burden of the Cross. Yet I, a vile worm of the earth, O shameful ingratitude! fly even the appearance of mortification, and everything which would check the violence of my passions; and if I suffered, it was with a murmuring reluctance. I now, O Savior of the world! detest my past life, and by Thy grace am determined no more to offend Thee mortally. Let me only glory in the Cross of my Lord, by whom the world is crucified to me, and I to the world. Lay then on my stubborn neck the cross of true penance; let me, for the love of Thee, bear the adversities of this life, and cleave inseparably to Thee in the bonds of perpetual charity. Amen, Jesus.
Station 3. Alas, my Jesus! the merciless violence of Thy inhuman executioners, the excessive weight of the Cross, or rather the more oppressive load of my sins, crush Thee to the earth. Panting for breath, exhausted as Thou art, Thou dost not refuse new tortures for me. Will I then refuse the light burden of Thy commandments; will I refuse to do violence to my perverse passions and sinful attachments; will I relapse into those very crimes for which I have shed false and delusive tears! O Jesus! stretch Thy holy hand to my assistance, that I may never more fall into mortal sin; that I may at the hour of my death secure the important affair of my salvation. Amen, Jesus.
Station 4. Oh, Mary! I am the cause of thy sufferings. O refuge of sinners! let me participate in these heart-felt pangs, which rent thy tender soul, when thou didst behold thy Son trembling with cold, covered with wounds, fainting under the Cross, more dead than alive! Mournful Mother! fountain of love! let me feel the force of thy grief that I may weep with thee, and mingle my tears with thine, and thy Son’s blood. O suffering Jesus! by Thy bitter passion, and the heart-breaking compassion of Thy afflicted Mother, grant me the efficacious grace of perseverance! Mother of Jesus, intercede for me! Jesus, behold me with an eye of pity, and in the hour of my death receive me to the arms of Thy mercy! Amen, Jesus
Station 5. O suffering Jesus! to what excess did Thy impious executioners’ cruelty proceed! Beholding Thee faint under the Cross that Thou mightiest expire on it in the most exquisite torture. But why should I complain of the cruelty of the Jews or the repugnance of Simon? Have I not again crucified Thee by my crimes? Have I not suffered with fretful impatience the light afflictions with which Thy mercy visited me? Inspire me not, my Jesus, to detest and deplore my sinful impatience, my ungrateful murmurs, and let me with all my heart cheerfully accompany Thee to Mount Calvary; let me live in Thee, and die in Thee. Amen, Jesus.
Station 6. O Jesus, grant me tears to weep my ingratitude. How often have I, infatuated wretch, turned my eyes from Thee and Thy sufferings, to fix them on the world and its vanities! Let me henceforth be Thine without division. Stamp Thy image on my soul, that it may never admit another love. Take possession of my heart on earth, that my soul may take eternal possession of thee in glory. Amen, Jesus.
Station 7. O Most Holy Redeemer! treated with the utmost contempt, deprived of fame and honor – led out to punishment – through excess of torments, and the weakness of Thy delicate and mangled body, Thou didst fall a second time to the earth. What impious hand has prostrated Thee? Alas, my Jesus! I am that impious, that sacrilegious offender: my ambitious pride, my haughty indignation, my contempt of others humbled by Thee to the earth. Banish forever from my mind the unhappy spirit of pride. Teach my heart the doctrine of humility, so that detesting pride, vain glory and human respect, I may forever be united with Thee, my meek and humble Jesus. Amen.
Station 8. O Jesus, only begotten Son of the Father! who will give water to my head, and a fountain of tears to my eyes, that I may day and night weep and lament my sins? I humbly beseech Thee by these tears of blood Thou didst shed for me, to soften my flinty bosom, that tears may plentifully flow from my eyes, and contrition rend my heart, this hardened heart, to cancel my crimes and render me secure in the day of wrath and examination, when Thou wilt come to judge the living and the dead, and demand a rigorous account of Thy blood. Amen, Jesus.
Station 9. Oh, *clement Jesus! I return Thee infinite thanks for not permitting me, ungrateful sinner, as Thou has permitted thousands less criminal, to die in their sins. I, who have added torments to Thy torments, by heaping sin on sin, kindle in my soul the fire of charity, fan it with Thy continual grace into perseverance, until, delivered from the body of this death, I can enjoy the liberty of the children of God and Thy co-heirs. Amen, Jesus!
Station 10. Suffering Jesus! I behold Thee stripped of Thy garments, Thy old wounds renewed, and new ones added to the old. I behold Thee baked in the presence of thousands, exposed to the inclemency of the weather; cold, trembling from head to foot, insulted by the blasphemous derisions of the spectators. Strip, O mangled Lamb of God! my heart of the world and its deceitful affections. Divest my soul of its habits of sensual indulgence. Embitter the poisoned cup of pleasure, that I may dash it with contempt from my lips, and through Christian mortification arrive at Thy never fading glory. Amen, Jesus!
Station 11. O patient Jesus! meek Lamb of God! who promised, “When I shall be exalted from earth I will draw all things to myself,” attract my heart to Thee, and nail it the Cross. I now renounce and detest my past impatience. Let me crucify my flesh with its concupiscence and vices. Here burn, here cut, but spare me for eternity. I throw myself into the arms of Thy mercy. Thy will be done in all things. Grant me resignation, grant me Thy love, I desire no more. Amen, Jesus!
Station 12. O suffering Son of God! I now behold Thee in last convulsive pangs of death – Thy veins opened, Thy sinews torn, Thy hands and feet, O Fountain of Paradise! distilling blood. I acknowledge, charitable Jesus, that my reiterated offences have been Thy merciless executioners, the cause of Thy bitter sufferings and death. Yet, God of mercy, look on my sinful soul, bathe it in Thy precious blood! Let me die to vanity of the world, and renounce its false pleasures. Thou didst pray, my Jesus, for Thy enemies. I forgive mine. I embrace then in the bowels of Thy charity. I bury my resentment in Thy wounds. Shelter me in the day of wrath in the sanctuary of Thy side. Let me live, let me die, in my crucified Jesus. Amen.
Station 13. At length, O Blessed Virgin! Mother of sorrow! thou art permitted to embrace thy beloved Son. But alas! the fruit of thy immaculate womb is all over mangled, in one continued wound. Yes, O Lord! the infernal fury of the Jews has at length triumphed; yet we renew their barbarity, crucifying Thee by our sins, inflicting new wounds. Most afflicted mother of my Redeemer, I conjure thee by the pains and torments thou suffered in the common cause of Salvation, to obtain for me, by thy powerful intercession, pardon of my sins, and grace to weep with a sympathizing feeling, thine and thy Son’s afflictions. As often as I appear at the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass, let me embrace Thee, my Jesus, in the bosom of my heart. May I worthily receive Thee as the sacred pledge of my salvation. Amen, Jesus.
Station 14. Charitable Jesus, for my salvation Thou performed the painful journey of the Cross. Let me press the footsteps marked by Thee, gracious Redeemer – the paths which, through the thorns of life, conduct to the heavenly Jerusalem. Would that Thou wert entombed in my heart, that being united to Thee, I might rise to a new life of grace, and persevere to the end. Grant me, in my last moments, to receive Thy precious Body, as the pledge of immortal life. Let my last words be Jesus and Mary, my least breath be united to Thy last breath on the Cross; that with a lively faith, a firm hope and ardent love, I may die with Thee and for Thee; that I may reign with Thee for ever and ever.
Amen, Jesus
* clement– means “mild” or “gentle”
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Below is a very stirring article I copied from the blog, “Life in the Fast Lane” of the physical details our Lord suffered in His body, to save us all for the Father. These are not my words, but copied from Mr. and Mrs. Bushmiller’s blog post: http://makingitinthefastlane.blogspot.com/2015/04/how-jesus-died-for-you.html
I wanted to add them here to remind us all of our Jesus, Who is not only the Son of God, but also the Son of Man. His suffering went beyond the physical descriptions here as He suffered in His soul and spirit as well. He still suffers in these ways and will continue to drink that Cup of suffering for the Father up to the Kingdom Age.:
“Below are facts on How Jesus Died For You. I do not think that we really understand how much Jesus did for us. Please share this post to spread the Good News of Jesus:
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Not sure just how this conversation came about yesterday, but I started to think…what it is most about Jesus I love and trust most in our loving relationship?
For some weeks I’ve been weeping and weeping, not realising why. I have it so much on my heart to console our Precious Lord Jesus, as many of us do, and it seems I am weeping for and with Him.
I was worshiping one night at my desk. I closed my eyes and saw Jesus smiling and bending into my view with a bundle of daffodils-my favorite! I jumped back a little because it startled me. I wish I had not. I looked again but He was gone.
It wasn’t the first time I had seen Him but it was most memorable because it was as if He was coming through the vision! Oh, how I wish. In my prayers His face is before me often times and sometimes He is talking. Once He was sitting on a rock and overlooking what looked like Los Angeles(I have only seen this setting on tv or older movies-not sure of location) and weeping. I came up behind Him and hugged Him. I could feel some of His pain and began to weep also. It was as pure a moment as I have ever experienced. Jesus has a heart of pure love and I can tell you He is Alive and moving with us as we journey. Be blessed in your waking and sleeping knowing He is with you always. Dreams coming true are yours for the seeking. love, julia
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OK, When I pray, I always say to Jesus in the saying of them….”My Love” this, “my Love” that…..always addressing Him in the most tender of names as I feel Him close to me listening, {in spite of my miseries and imperfections!}
I watched the last half of the movie, “One Night With the King” last night after I got back from my sister’s home to cuddle with Bonnie (my kittycat) and I asked the Lord if He would watch the movies of His choice with me while Bonnie was on my lap purring. We watched, “Lassie Come Home”.. (a beautiful old movie that I think the Lord loved watching me cry at the end..lol) and the newer movie, “One Night With the King” about queen Esther in the scriptures.
That last movie stirred me so much.. especially as I saw how the king represented Jesus, and Esther represents His Bride.. and how Esther was being groomed and prepared to become wed to the king as we are all being prepared by the Holy Spirit to be ready for Jesus. King Asahe’irus was searching for a Bride with spiritual beauty .. Queen Vashti was physically beautiful but was lacking in that inner beauty; that inner humility and gentle spirit. He was given a harem of beautiful virgins who passed the physical beauty test to choose from, but his heart leaped when he took notice of Esther.. (her Jewish name was Haddasseh of the tribe of Benjamin)
Esther was gifted by God with physical beauty but what set her apart from all the other women as well as from the former queen, was her special inner beauty that came right out of her. He was smitten and she was chosen out of all the women. This king was searching for truth but his mind was not fully aware of it. He was tired of the hypocrisy and the Lord permitted this situation to show him what TRUE beauty was. After Esther was chosen, she was prepared for a period of time with various ointments and a royal beautification process. The Holy Spirit wants to do this transforming work and INNER beautification process within each of us so that we will truly be a treat for our Lord and King, Yahshuah (Jesus) as He deserves no less. And yet ….He is so humble that He loves us and already knows all our ugliness before we do.. and there is no reproach from Him.
Out of love for HIM, we desire to be made pure within as our gift to Him, but we also ask the Holy Spirit to make us unaware of this inner work within us, so that we do not become spiritually proud but are like little children who are not aware of their own innocence and purity but just ARE..before our Lord.
I love the part in that movie where Queen Esther, knowing she might be put to death , ran in the rain barefoot to the king’s Court to ask to see him so she could intercede for her people. She came into his royal court totally drenched , barefoot, and like a little lamb to the slaughter in all humility (quite a different spirit than the former Queen Vashti) while some with a religious spirit looked upon her with contempt. However, the king’s heart was stirred and he stayed the hand of the guard with the sword. He then held out his royal scepter to her. He looked at her with such love as she fell at his feet. I immediately thought of Jesus, our King.. How we all deserve death when we come to Him, but His heart is stirred because we come to Him as a “nobody”.. an orphan. , and it is like a Seraphim’s dart to His great tenderness. He asks us to fall into His arms, as He picks us up off of the floor . sigh♥
Heart Dwelling With Jesus 