Once I was out in the
backyard doing a little pruning and cleaning up. I cut off a wayward branch of
a rose bush long overdue for pruning, and tossed it over the fence. The vine
had a mind of its own, though; it stuck to my sleeve and did the old whip-lash
trick, resulting in one little thorn striking me in the head.
It hurt.
I was surprised at
how much it hurt…just one little thorn. And of course I immediately thought of
Our Lord being “crowned with thorns” – with that little pain I felt being
multiplied many, many times over, not to mention the fact that those soldiers
probably didn’t just gingerly set the “crown” on His head, but instead jammed
it down, resulting in streams of blood...
When I pray the
Rosary and come to the Third Sorrowful Mystery, I think of the pain of that one
little thorn embedding itself in my scalp, and I consider that my sinfulness is
a thorn that pierces Our Lord’s scalp. It is distressing to think how much pain
I must cause Him with my sins. If only I could remember that when sinful
inclinations overtake me!
Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on me!
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