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VII REFLECTION Tired now, beaten, bruised, body-broken, Jesus falls a second time. Even without the cross, the shoulders ache, the head drops blood, the knees buckle, Jesus falls again. A whip is lashed, a hard word is spoken, a fist, a lance's blunt end. Jesus rises, moves on again. |
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Jesus, our brother, You must have been discouraged by your second fall. We too, know discouragement. Our best efforts end in failure. Those we love, do not seem to love us. Regardless of our efforts, life does not bring peace. What shall we do? We will imitate your example and try again, even in the face of futility. Prostrate on the dust He crumbled, Flogged in body he resembled All our neighbors poor and scorned. |
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Our Father,
Hail Mary, Glory Be to the Father |
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crucified, have mercy on us!
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