II

REFLECTION

Large and heavy, edges rough,

weight unbearable, that cross has stood,

waiting the unfortunate, the criminal,

the victim of the court.

Firmly, silently, Jesus shouldered it.

The march began,

to Golgotha,

to Golgotha.

He struggled on, painfully, quietly,

We watch you bear the cross

and do not understand.

Our hearts are hardened.

Everyone tells us that suffering is evil

and must be avoided at every cost.

We flee sickness, sorrow and pain.

Your carrying your cross

says something different about suffering.

Help us to follow you even when we

do not understand.

Now the Cross as Jesus bore it,

Has become for us who share it,