The Eleventh and Twelfth Stations of the Cross

March 29, 2018

Food for Thought

Christ on the Cross.  Where are we when Christ is at the eleventh and twelfth stations?

The Eleventh Station

When they came to Golgotha, they crucified Jesus and the two criminals, one on His right and the other on His left. And Jesus said, “Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.”

Soul of Christ, make me holy.

Body of Christ, save me.

Blood of Christ, fill me with love.

Water from Christ’s side, wash me.

Passion of Christ, strengthen me.

Good Jesus, hear me.

Within your wounds, hide me.

Never let me be parted from you.

From the evil enemy, protect me.

At the hour of my death, call me,

and tell me to come to you that with your saints

I may praise you through all eternity. Amen.

~Anima Christi, Blessed Bernardino of Feltre, 1439-1494


The Twelfth Station

It was now about twelve o’clock noon, and there was darkness over the whole land until three o’clock in the afternoon. And Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?”, that is, “My God, my God, why have You forsaken me?” … Jesus, again crying out in a loud voice, “Father, into Thy hands I commend my Spirit!” and He yielded up His spirit.

Father, I abandon myself into your hands; do with me what you will.

Whatever you may do, I thank you: I am ready for all, I accept all.

Let only your will be done in me, and in all your creatures.

I wish no more than this, O Lord.
Into your hands I commend my soul;

I offer it to you with all the love of my heart, for I love you, Lord,

and so need to give myself, to surrender myself into your hands,

without reserve, and with boundless confidence, for you are my Father.

~Blessed Charles de Foucauld, 1858-1916

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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

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