The Fifth and Sixth Stations of the Cross

March 26, 2018

Food for Thought

Walk with Jesus and meditate on the fifth and sixth stations today as we journey toward the Passion.

The Fifth Station

On their way out they met a Cyrenian named Simon; this man they pressed into service to carry the cross.

God has created me to do him some definite service;

He has committed some work to me,

which he has not committed to another.

I have my mission;

I may never know it in this life, but I shall be told it in the next.

I have a part in a great work;

I am a link in a chain, a bond of connection between persons.

He has not created me for naught.

I shall do good, I shall do His work;

I shall be an angel of peace,

a preacher of truth in my own place,

while not intending it,

if I do but keep His commandments

and serve Him in my calling.

~I Have a Mission, Blessed John Henry Newman, 18011890

 

The Sixth Station

Veronica hastily went near Jesus and wiped His face with a piece of cloth. The face of Jesus was imprinted in the cloth.

Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace.

Where there is hatred, let me sow love;

where there is injury, pardon;

where there is doubt, faith;

where there is despair, hope;

where there is darkness, light;

where there is sadness, joy.

O, Divine Master,

grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;

to be understood as to understand;

to be loved as to love.

For it is in giving that we receive;

it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;

it is in dying that we are born again to eternal life.

~Attributed to Saint Francis of Assisi, 1181 – 1226

 

Copyright A Walk of Mercy 2016

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About Sharon O'Connell-Wilson

I am a wife to my husband Dave and mother to my children Courtney and Gabe. I have a degree in education and have worked as a teacher, in advertising, radio, retail buyer and in youth advocacy – I even rode an elephant in the circus once! I am a “cradle” Catholic who didn’t really know my faith until my adulthood. On fire with my faith and love for God I dove into parish life at Divine Mercy Catholic Church in Faribault, Minnesota. Once I dove in, I began to realized I needed to learn how to swim! Patient priests and friends as well as the Archbishop Harry J. Flynn Catechetical Institute helped me to learn the strokes. I love talking about my faith and learning more about the great gift of being Catholic. Find me at www.sharonagneswilson.com

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