DAILY MEDITATIONS: HOLY WEEK

Morning Meditation:  THE SACRED WOUNDS OF JESUS

     St. Bonaventure says the Wounds of Jesus wound the stoniest hearts and inflame the coldest souls.  The charity of Christ presseth us.  And yet men do not love Thee, O my Redeemer, because they live unmindful of the death Thou hast suffered for them.

Meditation I:
    St. Bonaventure says the Wounds of Jesus wound the stoniest hearts and inflame the coldest souls.  And in truth, how can we believe that God permitted Himself to be buffeted, scourged, crowned with thorns, and finally put to death for the love of us, and yet not love Him?  St. Francis of Assisi frequently bewailed the ingratitude of men as he passed along the country, saying: “Love is not loved!  Love is not loved!”
     Behold, O my Jesus, I am one of those who are thus ungrateful, who have been so many years in the world and have not loved Thee.  And shall I, my Redeemer, remain forever such?  No, I will love Thee until death; mercifully accept of me and help me.
     The Church, when she shows us Jesus Christ crucified, exclaims: “His whole figure breathes forth love; His head bowed down, His arms extended, His side opened.”  She cries out: Behold, O man!  Behold thy god Who has died for thy love; see how His arms are extended to embrace thee, His head bowed down to give thee the kiss of peace, His side opened to give thee access to His Heart, if thou wilt but love Him!
     Assuredly I will love Thee, my Treasure, my Love, and my All.  And whom shall I love, if I love not God Who has died for me?

Meditation II:
     


Spiritual Reading: MEANS OF ACQUIRING DIVINE LOVE


Evening Meditation:  JESUS CARRIES HIS CROSS

Meditation I:
     The sentence upon our Saviour having been published, they straightway seize hold of Him in their fury: they strip Him anew of that purple rag, and put His own raiment upon Him, to lead Him away to be crucified on Calvary, – the place appropriated for the execution of criminals: They took off the cloak from him, and put on him his own garments, and led him away to crucify him. — (Matt. xxvii., 31).  They then lay hold of two rough beams, and quickly make them into a Cross, and order Him to carry it on His shoulders to the place of His punishment.  What cruelty, to lay upon the criminal the gibbet upon which he has to die!  But this is Thy lot, O my Jesus, because Thou hast taken my sins upon Thyself.
     Jesus refuses not the Cross; with love He embraces it, as being the Altar whereon is destined to be completed the sacrifice of His life for the salvation of men: And bearing his own cross he went forth to that place which is called Calvary. — (John xxix., 17).  The condemned criminals now come forth from Pilate’s residence, and in the midst of them there also goes our condemned Lord.  O that sight, which filled both Heaven and earth with amazement!  To see the Son of God going to die for the sake of those very men from whose hands He is receiving His death!

Meditation II:      

Morning Meditation:  DETACHMENT FROM ALL THAT IS NOT GOD

     If we do not purify and strip the heart of everything earthly, the love of God cannot enter in and possess it all.  Detach thy heart from all created things, says St. Teresa, and seek God, and thou shalt find Him.

Meditation I:
     In order to attain to loving God with all our heart, we must separate it from everything that is not God, that does not tend towards God.  He chooses to be alone in the possession of our hearts; He admits no companions there; and with reason, because He is our only Lord, Who has given us everything.  Still further, He is our only Lover, Who has loved us not for His own interest, but solely from His goodness; and because He thus exceedingly loves us, He desires that we should Him with all our hearts: Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart.
     To love God with our whole heart implies two things: the first is, to drive from it every affection that is not for God, or not according to the will of God.  “If I knew,” said St. Francis de Sales, “that I had one fibre in my heart that did not belong to God, I would instantly tear it out.”  The second is prayer, by which holy love introduces itself into the heart.  But if the heart does not fly from the earth, love cannot enter, for it finds no place for itself.  On the other hand, a heart detached from all creatures instantly becomes inflamed, and increases in Divine love at every breathing of grace.
     “Pure love,” said the holy Bishop of Geneva, “consumes everything that is not God, in order to change it into itself; because everything that is done for God is the love of God.”  Oh, how full of goodness and liberality is God to those souls that seek nothing but Him and His will!  The Lord is good to them that seek him. — (Lam. iii., 25).  Happy he who, living still in the world, can say from his heart with St. Francis: “My God and my All!” and thus hold in contempt all the vanities of the world.  “I have despised the kingdoms of the world, and all the glory of this life, for the love Jesus Christ my Lord.”
     When, then, creatures would enter our heart and take a share of this love, all of which we owe to God, we must immediately banish them, shutting the door against them, and saying: “Begone!  Begone to those who desire you; my heart I have given wholly to Jesus Christ; for you there is no place.”  And, in addition to this resolution to desire nothing but God, we must hate that which the world loves, and love that which the world hates.
     O Jesus, I do not desire that creatures should have any part in my heart.  Thou must be my only Lord by possessing it altogether.  Let others seek the delights and grandeurs of the world.  Thou alone in this life and in the next must be my only portion, my only Good, my only Love.  O Mary, thy prayers can make me belong wholly to Jesus.

Meditation II:
     


Spiritual Reading:   MEANS OF ACQUIRING DIVINE LOVE


Evening Meditation:  JESUS IS NAILED TO THE CROSS

Meditation I: 
     No sooner is the Redeemer arrived, all suffering and wearied out, at Calvary, than they strip Him of His clothes, – that now stick to His wounded Flesh, – and then cast Him down upon the Cross.  Jesus stretches forth His holy hands, and at the same time offers up the sacrifice of His life to the Eternal Father, and prays Him to accept it for the salvation of mankind.  In the next place, the executioners savagely lay hold of the nails and hammers, and nailing His Hands and His Feet, they fasten Him to the Cross.  O ye Sacred Hands, that by a mere touch have so often healed the sick, wherefore are they now nailing you upon this Cross?  O Holy Feet, that have encountered so much fatigue in your search after us lost sheep, wherefore do they now transfix you with so much pain?  When a nerve is wounded in the human body, so great is the suffering, that it occasions convulsions and fits of fainting: what, then, must not the suffering of Jesus have been, in having nails driven through His Hands and Feet, parts which are the most full of nerves and muscles!  O my sweet Saviour, so much did the desire of seeing me saved and of gaining my love cost Thee!  And I have so often ungratefully despised Thy love for a nothing; but now I prize it above every good.
     The Cross is now raised up, together with the Crucified, and they let it fall with a shock into a hole that has been made for it in the rock.  It is then made firm by means of stones and pieces of wood; and Jesus remains hanging upon it, to leave His life thereon.  The afflicted Saviour, now about to die upon that bed of pain, and finding Himself in such desolation and misery, seeks for some one to console Him, but finds none.  Surely, my Lord, those men will at least compassionate Thee, now that Thou art dying!  But no; I hear some outraging Thee, some ridiculing Thee, and others blaspheming Thee, saying to Thee: He saved others; himself he cannot save.  If he be the King of Israel, let him now come down from the cross. — (Matt. xxvii., 42).  Alas, you barbarians, He is now about to die, according as you desire; at least torment Him not with your revilings.

Meditation II:      

Morning Meditation:  “PRECIOUS IN THE SIGHT OF THE LORD IS THE DEATH OF HIS SAINTS.”

    Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints. — (Ps. cxv., 15).  And why is the death of the Saints called precious?  “Because,” answers St. Bernard, “it is so rich in blessings which deserve to be purchased at any price.”  O death worthy of being loved, who can fear thee since thou art the end of all toils, and the beginning of eternal life!

Meditation I:
     Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints. — (Ps. cxv., 15).  Why is the death of the Saints called precious?  “Because,” answers St. Bernard, “it is so rich in blessings which deserve to be purchased at any price.”
     Some persons, attached to this world, would wish that there was no such thing as death; but St. Augustine says: “What is it to live long upon this earth, except to endure long sufferings?”  “The miseries and difficulties that constantly weary us in this present life are so great,” says St. Ambrose, “that death seems rather a relief than a punishment.”
     Death terrifies sinners, because they know that from the first death, if they die in sin, they will pass to the second death, which is eternal; but it does not terrify good souls, who, trusting in the merits of Jesus Christ, have sufficient signs to give them a moral assurance that they are in the grace of God.  Wherefore, those words, “Depart, Christian soul, from this world,” which are so terrible to those who die against their will, do not afflict the Saints who preserve their hearts free from worldly love, and with a true affection can continue repeating, “My God and my All.”
     To these, death is not a torment, but a rest from the pains they have suffered in struggling with temptations, and in quieting their scruples, and no fear now of offending God; so that what St. John writes of them is fulfilled: Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord!  Yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labours. — (Apoc. xiv., 13).  He that dies loving God is not disturbed by the pains that death brings; but rather it is a joy to such persons to offer them to God, as the last gifts of their life.  Oh, what peace is experienced by him who dies, when he has abandoned himself into the arms of Jesus Christ Who chose for Himself a death of bitterness and desolation, that He might obtain for us a death of sweetness and resignation!
     O my Jesus, Thou art my Judge, but Thou art also my Redeemer Who hast died to save me.  From my first sin I have deserved to be condemned to hell, but in Thy mercy Thou hast given me a deep sorrow for my sins, wherefore I confidently hope that now Thou hast pardoned me.  I have not deserved to love Thee; but with Thy gifts Thou hast drawn me to Thy love.  If it is Thy will that this sickness shall bring death to me, I willingly receive it.  I see truly that I do not now deserve to enter Paradise; I go contentedly to Purgatory, to suffer as much as it pleases Thee.  There my greatest pain will be to continue far from Thee, and I shall sigh to come and see Thee and love Thee face to face.  Therefore, O my beloved Saviour, have mercy upon me.

Meditation II:
     


Spiritual Reading:  MEANS OF ACQUIRING DIVINE LOVE


Evening Meditation:  JESUS UPON THE CROSS

Meditation I:
     Jesus on the Cross!  Behold the proof of the love of a God!  Behold the final manifestation of Himself, which the Word Incarnate makes upon this earth, – a manifestation of suffering indeed, but still more, a manifestation of love.  St. Francis of Paola, as he was one day meditating upon the Divine Love in the person of Jesus Crucified, rapt in ecstasy, exclaimed aloud three times, in these words: “O God – Love!  O God – Love!  O God – Love!” wishing hereby to signify that we shall never be able to comprehend how great has been the Divine love towards us, in willing to die for love of us.
     O my beloved Jesus, if I behold Thy Body upon this Cross, I see nothing but Wounds and Blood; and then, if I turn my attention to Thy Heart, I find it to be all afflicted and in sorrow.  Upon this Cross I see it written up that Thou art a King; but what tokens of Majesty dost Thou retain?  I see not any royal throne save that of this tree of infamy; no other crown save this band of thorns that tortures Thee.  Ah, how it all declares Thee to be King of Love!  Yes, for this Cross, these Nails, this Crown, and these Wounds are, all of them, tokens of love.

Meditation II:      

Morning Meditation:  THE SUFFERINGS OF JESUS ON THE CROSS

     Jesus on the Cross!  O stupendous sight for Heaven and earth of God’s mercy and love!  To behold the Son of God dying of pain upon a gibbet of infamy, condemned as a malefactor to so bitter and shameful a death, in order to save sinful men from the penalty that was their due!  This sight has ever been, and will ever be, the subject of the contemplation of the Saints.  O, happy is the soul that frequently sets before its eyes Jesus dying on the Cross!

Meditation I:
     Jesus on the Cross!  O stupendous sight for Heaven and earth of God’s mercy and love!  To behold the Son of God dying of pain upon a gibbet of infamy, condemned as a malefactor to so bitter and shameful a death, in order to save sinful men from the penalty that was their due!  This sight has ever been, and ever will be, the subject of the contemplation of the Saints, and has led them willingly to renounce all the goods of earth, and to embrace with great courage, sufferings and death, that thus they might make themselves more pleasing to a God Who died for love of them.  The sight of Jesus hanging despised between two thieves made the Saints love contempt far more than worldlings love the honours of the world.  Beholding Jesus covered with Wounds upon the Cross, they have held in abhorrence the pleasures of sense, and have endeavoured to punish their flesh in order to unite their sufferings to the sufferings of the Crucified.  And in beholding the patience of our Saviour in His death, the Saints have joyfully accepted the most painful sicknesses, and even the most cruel torments that tyrants could inflict.  Lastly, at beholding the love of Jesus Christ in being willing to sacrifice His life for us in a sea of sorrows, they have sought to sacrifice to Him all that they had, – possessions, children, and even life itself.
     St. Paul, speaking of the love which the Eternal Father has borne towards us, in that, when He saw us dead by reason of sin, He willed to restore life to us by sending His Son to die for us, calls it too great a love.  But God, who is rich in mercy, for his exceeding charity wherewith he loved us, hath quickened us together in Christ. — (Eph. ii., 4).  And in the same way ought we to call the love wherewith Jesus Christ has willed to die for us too great a love.  Hence the same Apostle says: We preach Jesus Christ crucified, unto the Jews indeed a stumbling-block, and unto the Gentiles, foolishness. — (1 Cor. i., 23).  St. Paul says that the Death of Jesus Christ appeared to the Jews a stumbling-block, because they thought that He should have appeared on earth full of worldly majesty, and not indeed as one condemned to die like a criminal upon a Cross.  On the other hand, to the Gentiles it seemed a folly that a God should be willing to die, and by such a death too, for His creatures.  On this subject St. Laurence Justinian remarks: “We have seen Him Who is wise infatuated through an excess of love.”  We have beheld Him Who is Eternal Wisdom Itself, the Son of God, become a fool for us, by reason of the too great love which He bore towards us.
     And does it not seem a folly for God, almighty and supremely happy in Himself, to be willing of His own accord to subject Himself to be scourged, treated as a mock-king, buffeted, spit upon in the face, condemned to die as a malefactor, abandoned by all upon a Cross shame, and this to save the miserable worms He Himself had created?  The loving St. Francis, when he thought of this, went about the country exclaiming with tears, “Love is not loved!  Love is not loved!”  And hence St. Bonaventure says that he who wishes to keep his love for Jesus Christ ought always to represent Him to himself hanging on the Cross, and dying there for us.  “Let him ever have before the eyes of his heart Christ dying upon the Cross.”

Meditation II:
     


Spiritual Reading:   MEANS OF ACQUIRING DIVINE LOVE


Evening Meditation:  THE WORDS OF JESUS ON THE CROSS

Meditation I:
     While Jesus upon the Cross is being outraged by that barbarous populace, what is it that He is doing?  He is praying for them and saying: Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do. — (Luke xxiii., 34).  O Eternal Father, hearken to this Thy beloved Son, Who, in dying, prays Thee to forgive me, too, who have outraged Thee so much.  Then Jesus, turning to the good thief, who prays Him to have mercy upon him, replies: This day shalt thou be with me in Paradise. — (Luke xxiii., 43).  Oh, how true is that which the Lord spake by the mouth of Ezechiel, that when a sinner repents of his sin, God, as it were, blots out from His memory all the offences of which he has been guilty: But if the wicked do penance . . . I will not remember all his iniquities. — (Ex. xviii., 21, 22).  Oh, would that it were true, my Jesus, that I had never offended Thee!  But, since the evil is done, remember no more, I pray Thee, the displeasure I have caused Thee; and, by that bitter death which Thou hast suffered for me, take me to Thy kingdom after my death; and, while I live, let Thy love ever reign within my soul.
     Jesus, in His Agony upon the Cross, with every part of His Body full of torture, and deluged with affliction in His Soul, seeks for some one to console Him.  He looks towards Mary; but that sorrowing Mother only adds by her grief to His affliction.  He casts His eyes around Him, and there is no one that gives Him comfort.  He asks His Father for consolation; but the Father, beholding Him covered with all the sins of men, even He too abandons Him: and then it was that Jesus cried out with a loud voice: Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying my God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? — (Matt. xxvii., 46).  My God, my God, and why hast Thou also abandoned Me?  This abandonment by the Eternal Father caused the death of Jesus Christ to be more bitter than any that has ever fallen to the lot of either penitent or Martyr; for it was a death of perfect desolation, and bereft of every kind of relief.  O my Jesus, how is it that I have been able to live so long a time in forgetfulness of Thee?  I return Thee thanks that Thou hast not been unmindful of me.  Oh, I pray Thee ever to keep me in mind of the bitter Death which Thou hast embraced for love of me, that so I may never be unmindful of the love Thou hast borne me!

Meditation II:      

Morning Meditation:  “IN REMEMBRANCE OF ME”

      Do this in commemoration of me. — (Luke xxii., 19).  St. Thomas says that the Redeemer left us the Most Blessed Sacrament that we may ever remember the blessings He has obtained for us, and the love He showed us in dying for us.  And hence the Blessed Eucharist is called by the same holy Doctor Passionis Memoriale, a memorial of the Passion.

Meditation I:
     It is the opinion of sound Theologians that by these words – Do this in commemoration of me – priests are bound when celebrating to call to mind the Passion and Death of Jesus Christ.  And the Apostle would seem to require the same of all who communicate.  As often as ye shall eat this bread and drink this cup, ye shall show forth the Lord’s death. — (1 Cor. xi., 26).  St. Thomas writes that it was for this very end the Redeemer left us the Most Holy Sacrament, namely, that we might ever remember the blessings He has obtained for us and the love He has shown in dying for us.  And hence the same holy Doctor calls the Blessed Eucharist a Memorial of the Passion – Passionis Memoriale.
     Consider therefore that in the Sacrifice of the Mass it is the same Holy Victim Who gave His Blood and His Life for you.  And the Holy Mass is not only the Memorial of the Sacrifice of the Cross; it is the same Sacrifice; for He Who offers it, and the Victim offered, are the same, namely, the Incarnate Word.  The manner alone is different.  The one was a Sacrifice of Blood; this is unbloody: in the one Jesus Christ really died, in the other He dies mystically.  “One and the same Victim,” says the holy Council of Trent, “only the manner of offering is different.”  Imagine, therefore, when you are at Mass that you are on Calvary and offering to God the Blood and Death of His Son.  And when you communicate, imagine that you are drawing His Precious Blood from the Wounds of your Saviour.
     O Lord, I am unworthy to appear before Thee, but encouraged by Thy goodness I come this morning to offer unto Thee Thy Son.  Ecce Agnus Dei!  Behold the Lamb here Which Thou didst behold one day sacrificed for Thy glory and for our salvation upon the Altar of the Cross!  For the love of this Victim so dear to Thee, apply His merits to my soul and pardon all the offences great and small that I have committed against Thee.  I grieve with my whole heart for having offended Thy Infinite Goodness.
     And Thou, my Jesus, come and wash away in Thy Blood all my stains ere I receive Thee this morning.  Domine, non sum dignus ut intres sub tectum meum, sed tantum dic verbo, et sanabitur anima mea!  I am not worthy to receive Thee, but Thou, O heavenly Physician, art able with one word to heal all my wounds.  Come and heal me.

Meditation II:
     


Spiritual Reading:  MEDITATION BEFORE THE MOST BLESSED SACRAMENT


Evening Meditation:  JESUS DIES UPON THE CROSS

Meditation I:
     Behold how the loving Saviour is now drawing nigh unto death.  Behold, O my soul, those beautiful eyes growing dim, that face become all pallid, that Heart all but ceasing to beat, and that Sacred Body now disposing itself to the final surrender of its life.  After Jesus had received the vinegar, He said: It is consummated.  He then passed over in review the many and terrible sufferings that He had undergone during His life, in the shape of poverty, contempt, and pain; and then offering them all up to His Eternal Father, He turned to Him and said: It is consummated.  My Father, behold by the sacrifice of My Life, the work of the world’s Redemption which Thou hast laid upon Me, is now completed.  And it seems as though, turning Himself again to us, He repeated: It is consummated.  As if He would have said, O men, O men, love Me, for I have done all; there is nothing more that I can do in order to gain your love.
     Behold how, at last, Jesus dies.  Come ye Angels of Heaven, come and assist at the death of your King.  And thou, O sorrowing mother Mary, do thou draw nearer to the Cross, and fix thine eyes yet more attentively on thy Son, for He is now on the point of death.  Behold Him, how, after having commended His Spirit to His Eternal Father, He calls upon Death, giving it permission to come and take away His life.  Come, O Death, says Jesus, be quick and perform thine office; slay Me, and save My flock.  The earth now trembles, the graves open, the veil of the Temple is rent in twain.  The strength of the dying Saviour is failing through the violence of His sufferings; the warmth of His Body is gradually diminishing; He gives up His Body to death; He bows His Head down upon His breast, He opens His mouth, and dies: And bowing his head, he gave up the ghost. — (John xix., 30).

Meditation II:      

Morning Meditation:  OUR SALVATION IS IN THE CROSS

     “Behold the wood of the Cross on which hung the salvation of the world.” — so sings the Church on this day.  In the Cross is our salvation, our strength against temptations, detachment from earthly pleasures; in the Cross is found the true love of God.  We must, therefore, resolve to carry with patience the cross Jesus Christ sends, and die upon it for the sake of Jesus Christ Who died upon His Cross for the love of us.

Meditation I:
     In the Cross is our salvation, our strength against temptations, detachment from earthly pleasures; in the Cross is found the true love of God.  We must, therefore, resolve to carry with patience that cross Jesus Christ sends us, and to die upon it for the sake of Jesus Christ Who died upon His Cross for the love of us.  There is no other way to enter Heaven but to resign ourselves to tribulations until death.  And thus may we find peace, even in suffering.  When the cross comes, what means is there for enjoying peace, other than the uniting of ourselves to the Divine will?  If we do not take this means, let us go where we will, let us do what we may, we shall never escape from the weight of the cross.  On the other hand if we carry it with good-will, it will bear us to Heaven, and give us peace upon earth.
     What does he gain who refuses the cross?  He increases its weight.  But he who embraces it, and bears it with patience, lightens its weight, and the weight itself becomes a consolation; for God abounds with grace to all those who carry the cross with good-will in order to please Him.  By the law of nature there is no pleasure in suffering; but Divine love, when it reigns in a heart, enables it to take delight in its sufferings.
     Oh, that we would consider the happy condition we shall enjoy in Paradise, if we be faithful to God in enduring toils without lamenting; if we do not complain against God Who commands us to suffer, but say with Job: Let this be my comfort, that he should not spare in afflicting me, nor I contradict the words of the Holy One. — (Job vi., 10).  If we are sinners and have deserved hell, this should be our comfort in the tribulations which befall us, that we are chastised in this life; because this is the sure sign that God will deliver us from eternal chastisement.  Miserable is that sinner who prospers in this world!  Whoever suffers a bitter trial, let him cast a glance at the hell has has deserved, and thus the pains he endures will seem light.  If, then, we have committed sins, this ought to be our continual prayer to God: “O Lord, spare not pains, but give me, I pray Thee, strength to endure them with patience, that I may not oppose myself to Thy holy will.  I will not oppose the words of the Holy One; in everything I unite myself to that which Thou wilt appoint for me, saying always, with Jesus Christ: Yea, Father; for so hath it seemed good in thy sight.” — (Matt. xi., 26).

Meditation II:
     


Spiritual Reading:  MEDITATION ON THE PASSION OF JESUS CHRIST


Evening Meditation:  JESUS HANGING DEAD UPON THE CROSS

Meditation I:
     Raise up thine eyes, my soul, and behold that crucified Man.  Behold the Divine Lamb now sacrificed upon that altar of pain.  Consider that He is the beloved Son of the Eternal Father; and consider that He is dead for the love that He has borne thee.  See how He holds His arms stretched our to embrace thee; His Head is bent down to give thee the kiss of peace; His side open to receive thee into His Heart.  What dost thou say?  Does not a God so loving deserve to be loved?  Listen to the words He addresses to thee from that Cross: “Look, My son, and see whether there be any one in the world who has loved Thee more than I have.”  No, my God, there is none that has loved me more than Thou.  But what return shall I ever be able to make to a God Who has been willing to die for me?  What love from a creature will ever be able to recompense the love of his Creator Who died to gain his love?
     O God, had the vilest one of mankind suffered for me what Jesus Christ has suffered, could I ever refrain from loving him?  Were I to see any man torn to pieces with scourges and fastened to a cross in order to save my life, could I ever call it to mind without feeling a tender emotion of love?  And were there to be brought to me the portrait of him, as he lay dead upon the cross, could I behold it with a look of indifference, when I considered: “This man is dead, tortured thus, for love of me.  Had he not loved me he would not so have died.”  Ah, my Redeemer, O Love of my soul!  How shall I ever again be able to forget Thee?  How shall I ever be able to think that my sins have reduced Thee so low, and not always bewail the wrongs that I have done to Thy goodness?  How shall I ever be able to see Thee dead of pain on this Cross for love of me, and not love Thee to the uttermost of my power?

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Morning Meditation:  MARY HAS TO BID FAREWELL TO JESUS

     In raising the stone to close up the entrance to the Tomb, the holy disciples of the Saviour had to approach the Blessed Mother and say: Now, O Lady, we must close the Sepulchre.  Forgive us.  Look once more on thy Son, and bid Him a last farewell.  Then, my beloved Son – must the afflicted Mother have said – then shall I see Thee no more?  Receive, therefore, on this last occasion that I behold Thee, my last farewell, the farewell of Thy dear Mother, and receive also my heart which I bury with Thee.

Meditation I:
     When a mother is by the side of her suffering and dying child, she undoubtedly feels and suffers all his pains; but after he is actually dead, when, before the body is carried to the grave, the afflicted mother must bid her child a last farewell; then, indeed, the thought that she is to see him no more is a grief that exceeds all other griefs.  Behold the last sword of Mary’s sorrow.  After witnessing the death of her Son on the Cross, and embracing for the last time His lifeless Body, this blessed Mother had to leave Him in the sepulchre, never more to enjoy His beloved presence on earth.
     That we may better understand this last dolour, we will return to Calvary and consider the afflicted Mother, who still holds the lifeless Body of her Son clasped in her arms.  O my Son, she seemed to say in the words of Job: My Son, thou art changed to be cruel towards me. — (Job xxx., 21).  Yes, for all Thy noble qualities, Thy beauty, grace, and virtues, Thy engaging manners, all the marks of special love Thou hast bestowed upon me, the peculiar favours Thou hast granted me, – all are now changed into grief, and as so many arrows pierce my heart, and the more they have excited me to love Thee, so much the more cruelly do they now make me feel Thy loss.  Ah, my own beloved Son, in losing Thee I have lost all.  “O truly-begotten of God, Thou wast to me a father, a son, a spouse: Thou was my very soul!  Now I am deprived of my father, widowed of my spouse, a desolate, childless Mother; having lost my only Son, I have lost all.” — (St. Bernard).
     Thus was Mary, with her Son locked in her arms, absorbed in grief.  The holy disciples, fearful that the poor Mother might die of grief, approached her to take the Body of her Son from her arms to bear it away for burial.  This they did with gentle and respectful violence, and having embalmed it, they wrapped it in a linen cloth which was already prepared.
     The disciples then bore Jesus to the tomb.  As the mournful train sets forth, choirs of Angels from Heaven accompanied it, the holy women followed, and with them the afflicted Mother also followed her Son to the place of burial.  When they had reached the appointed place, O how willingly would Mary have there buried herself alive with her Son had such been His will.  “I can truly say,” Mary revealed to St. Bridget, “that at the burial of my Son one tomb contained, as it were, two hearts.”
     My afflicted Mother, I will not leave thee to weep alone; no, I will accompany thee with my tears.  This grace I now ask of thee.  Obtain that I may always bear in mind and always have a tender devotion towards the Passion of Jesus and thy sorrows, that the remainder of my days may thus be spent in weeping over thy sufferings, my own sweet Mother, and those of my Redeemer.  These sorrows, I trust, will give me the confidence and strength that I shall require at the hour of death, that I may not despair at the sight of the many sins by which I have offended my Lord.  They must obtain me pardon, perseverance, and Heaven, where I hope to rejoice with thee, and to sing the infinite mercies of my God for all eternity.  Amen.

Meditation II:
     


Spiritual Reading:  FRUITS OF THE DEATH OF JESUS


Evening Meditation:  O INCARNATION, O REDEMPTION, O PASSION OF JESUS CHRIST!  O SWEET NAMES! 

Meditation I:
     Oh, the unhappy state of a soul in sin which has lost God!  It lives on in wretchedness, for it lives without God.  God sees it, but no longer loves it; He hates and abhors it.  There was, then, my soul, a time when thou didst live without God.  The sight of thee no longer rejoiced the Heart of Jesus Christ, as it did when thou wast in His grace, but wast hateful to Him.  The Blessed Virgin regarded thee with compassion, but detested thy deformity.  When hearing Mass, thou didst see Jesus Christ in the consecrated Host, Who had become thine enemy.  Ah, my God, despised and lost by me, pardon me and let me find Thee again!  I wished to lose Thee, but Thou wouldst not abandon me.  And if Thou hast not yet returned to me, I pray Thee to come to me now that I repent with all my heart of having offended Thee.  Let me be sensible of Thy return to me, by feeling a great sorrow for my sins, and a great love towards Thee.
     My beloved Lord, rather than see myself separated from Thee and deprived of Thy grace, I am content to suffer any punishment.  Eternal Father, for the love of Jesus Christ, I pray Thee to give me grace never more to offend Thee.  May I die rather than turn my back upon Thee again!
     Ah! my crucified Jesus, look on me with the same love with which Thou didst look on me when dying of the Cross for me; look on me and have pity on me; give me a general pardon for all the displeasure I have given Thee; give me holy perseverance; give me Thy holy love; give me a perfect conformity to Thy will; give me Paradise, that I may love Thee there for ever.  I deserve nothing, but Thy Wounds encourage me to look for every good from Thee.  Ah! Jesus of my soul, by that love which made Thee die for me, give me Thy love!  Take away from me all affection for creatures, give me resignation in tribulation, and make Thyself the object of all my affections, that from this day forward I may love none other than Thee.
     Thou hast created me, Thou hast redeemed me, Thou hast made me a Christian, Thou hast preserved me whilst I was in sin, Thou hast pardoned me many times; above all, instead of chastisements Thou hast increased Thy favours to me.  Who should love Thee, if I do not?  Arise, and let Thy mercy triumph over me; and may the fire of love with which I burn for Thee be as great as the fire which should have devoured me in hell.  O my Jesus, my Love, my Treasure, my Paradise, my All!

Meditation II: