THE TWELFTH STATION: JESUS DIES UPON THE CROSS

THE TWELFTH STATION

JESUS DIES UPON THE CROSS

† We adore You, O Christ, and we praise You because, by Your holy cross, You have redeemed the world.

My children, you have heard and seen My sufferings; accompany Me until the end and share My pain.

My Cross is now raised.

Here is the hour of the Redemption of the world!

I am the spectacle of jeers for the mob… but I am also admired and loved by the souls.

This Cross, up to now an instrument of torture where criminals are executed, becomes, from now on, the light and peace of the world.

I offered My death to My Father for the dying souls that they will have Life.

In the last cry I gave from the Cross, I embraced humanity: past, present, and future.

My children, there are no glorious crosses on earth.

They are wrapped in mystery, darkness and exasperation.

They are wrapped in mystery because you do not understand them; wrapped in darkness, because they confuse the mind; and wrapped in exasperation for they strike exactly in places where you do not want them to strike.

† Jesus, most obedient, meek and humble of heart, have mercy on us.