#Prayer

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

The Third Station, Jesus falls for the First Time An Unfailing Sacrifice He stumbles, the dust rising to meet Him,the weight of wood pressing into torn flesh,the burden not just of timberbut of every sin, every sorrow, every crythat ever rose to heaven unanswered. He falls,not of weakness,but of love. Love that bows low beneath Read more

The Second Station, Jesus takes up His Cross A Splintered Sacrifice The wood is rough against His back,splintered, heavy, stained with fate.A burden not His own to bear,yet love bends low beneath its weight. The world had shaped this cross of shame,each sin a nail, each lie a beam.Yet He, the blameless, takes it up,the Read more