#Jesus

The Thirteenth Station, Jesus is taken down from the Cross A Mother’s Shared Sacrifice The sky exhales its final grief,the earth is still, holding its breath.All is finished. His Mother, Mary, kneels beneath the weightof a silence too vast for words.She does not wail,her sorrow is deeper than sound,a sea of aching lovecradling the broken Read more

The Twelfth Station, Jesus Dies the Cross A Deathly Sacrifice The sky bruises, the earth quakes,as Love hangs suspendedbetween heaven and dust. Hands that shaped galaxies,now curled in agony,held fast by iron and our rebellion.Lips that called forth lightnow whisper a final word,“It is finished.” The sun averts its gaze,the temple veil shudders and tears,a Read more

The Eleventh Station, Jesus is Nailed to the Cross A Piercing Sacrifice The hammer slams down, the nails drive deep,flesh torn by iron, love bound to wood.The weight of mercy held in place,pierced hands stretched wide in silent gift. The earth recoils, the heavens weep,yet Love does not resist the nails.He could unmake the hands Read more

The Tenth Station, Jesus is Stripped of His Garments A Naked Sacrifice They take what is left,grimy hands pulling at the seams,ripping dignity from the bruised frameof the One who clothed the lilies. Dust rises, a bitter incense,as flesh, torn and raw,meets the chill of the world’s indifference.He stands exposed,not just His skin, but His Read more

The Ninth Station, Jesus Falls a Third Time An Exhaustive Sacrifice The dust swirls as He falls again,body broken, breath faint,the weight of the world pressing deep. Does He stay down?Would we not? Yet love stirs where strength has failed.One trembling foot, one final push.He rises,because love will not leave us fallen. ________________________________________ Let us Read more

A Grieving Sacrifice They wail, sorrow spilling into the dust,tears carving rivers down trembling cheeks.Daughters of Zion, voices rising,a lament carried on the wind. He stands, bent beneath the weight,His body torn, His breath unsteady,yet His eyes hold something deeperthan the pity they offer. “Do not weep for Me,” He says,“but for yourselves and your Read more

The Seventh Station, Jesus Falls the Second Time A Wearisome Sacrifice In the hush of sorrow’s display,A lone cross burdens His frame,Wearisome steps echo the midday,In His fall, the world bears His pain. Bruised hands, a silent plea,Under the weight of scorn and stone,Yet within that fractured decree,A love reborn through suffering shown. The dust Read more

The Sixth Station, Veronica Wipes the Face of Jesus A Merciful Sacrifice A face marred by sorrow, streaked with blood,Dust clinging to sweat like the weight of sin.The crowd roars, the soldiers press forward,And yet, she steps in. A single cloth, a trembling hand,No power, no might, no grand display,Just the courage to kneel before Read more

The Fifth Station, Simon of Cyrene helps carry Jesus’ Cross A Sharing in Sacrifice A stranger’s hands, reluctant, pressedagainst the weight of wood and wounds,his steps uneasy, shoulders bent,compelled to bear what was not his. Did mercy move within his chestas splinters bit into his skin?Did sorrow carve its solemn markwhile standing near the suffering Read more

The Fourth Station, Jesus Meets His Sorrowful Mother A Sorrowful Sacrifice She finds Him in the crush of men,a fleeting space in the pressing tide,bloodied, bent beneath the weightof wood and sorrow intertwined. No words pass between them,none are needed.The ache in His eyes, the fire in hers,a silent exchange of deepest grief,of love stretched Read more