Today I will go down to St. Bernard Abbey for the procession of a relic of Christ’s Cross as the monks chant. That is always so emotional as it really hits me that my sins did and do have consequences. As that reality sinks in, the pain in my heart begins to swell and the guilt for my sins are a hundred times more heavy than at all my confessions combined. I think being that close to the real Cross, knowing Jesus was bleeding on it and in so much pain because of me is brought to life. The hardest part is after the procession when we get in line to adore the Cross of Christ. I’m always in tears by then, my legs get weak, and I can barely breathe. It hurts so much standing in line to approach the relic that my Lord gave His life on. When it’s my turn to lean over to kiss the relic of the Cross, that’s really my kiss to the feet of Jesus as he hung on the Cross. It’s everything I can do to not fall on my knees and flat on my face in true remorse. This will be my day this Good Friday, a dose of reality will come home.
…“My Lord and my God, I am so sorry, and you really are a merciful God in that You still love me after what I’ve done to your Son.”
My brothers and sisters in Christ, I love you all as we are one body in Christ Jesus. May we unite in our sorrows as we share in Christ’s suffering and death upon His Cross. Today I will kiss that relic of the Cross for all of us since not everyone will have this awesome opportunity. This one’s for you wherever you are.
God Bless & Good Friday,
Christopher
(In honor of our precious Katie Francis)