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curious_cath
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I have this vision of Good Friday. I am at the cross. looking at the suffering face of Jesus crucified. His hands, nailed to cross, are grabbing the empty air in pain. I am praying: “Oh Lord, what my sins did to you! How I regret my whole sinful life that made you suffer this much. Please, don’t chase me away, though, from your cross. Allow me, I beg you, to be with you in your suffering. Lord, let me be with you now, as you’ll be with me at the hour of my suffering.”
Tears are flowing freely from my eyes on my face. I look at Him, my Savior, who is lifted up. At that moment, oh my, He is opening up His eyes! He is looking into my teary eyes, opening wide His arms… I don’t know how would He do this, as his arms are bound to the wood of the cross. I feel I am being lifted slowly, higher and higher. The next moment I am on the cross with Him! He lifted me up to Himself. Oh, Holy Lord, I am on the cross with Jesus! I feel His pain in my palms, in my aching body, in my bleeding heart. My God, have mercy on me! How is this possible, as He is the one who is crucified and not me?!
What is this vision all about? Is it possible that I am going to be ill, perhaps I am to die this year? Or my Lord just wanted me to be with Him at His abandonment on the cross? Oh, Blessed Heart of Jesus, how much I long for you!
Tears are flowing freely from my eyes on my face. I look at Him, my Savior, who is lifted up. At that moment, oh my, He is opening up His eyes! He is looking into my teary eyes, opening wide His arms… I don’t know how would He do this, as his arms are bound to the wood of the cross. I feel I am being lifted slowly, higher and higher. The next moment I am on the cross with Him! He lifted me up to Himself. Oh, Holy Lord, I am on the cross with Jesus! I feel His pain in my palms, in my aching body, in my bleeding heart. My God, have mercy on me! How is this possible, as He is the one who is crucified and not me?!
What is this vision all about? Is it possible that I am going to be ill, perhaps I am to die this year? Or my Lord just wanted me to be with Him at His abandonment on the cross? Oh, Blessed Heart of Jesus, how much I long for you!
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