Stations

The Last Supper

 Pilate washes his hands.

The Crucifixion

Compassion

Although I go over to the Star of the Sea Catholic church and light my candles for each and every one of us, I have never taken the time to go around to the Stations of the Cross.  They are beautiful and deserve a little of my time but I choose to sit in the back seat of the church and look around, not a soul in sight, not one person in the church, just silence.   I remember so many times, especially during Holy Week, attending the service and listening to the priest relate the story of the crucifixion.     There is something to be said about the silence and the feeling of peace and serenity and I find that I don't mind that not another person is there.  I look around and remember the years of going to the small chapel on the school grounds, or climbing the stairs to the big altar in the upper part of our church . . . or going into the lower area where it was dark and quiet just like this little church here, by the sea.   The e-mail that came in yesterday had many more pictures of the incredible display sculptured in metal by a man near Amarillo, Texas.  This man did all of this remarkable work out of the kindness of his heart and the land was donated by someone who appreciated his talent and gifted all of us.    It could be the very last surviving Christian symbol in the country.   Some people want God, prayer, our flag, patriotism and all we hold dear and true to be gone . . . not when we have folks like this around and we have the courage of our own convictions.   As the words were written in the article "Everybody knows His name.  He won no battles.   He conquered the world.  He committed no crimes, yet was crucified.  He was buried in a tomb, yet lives."     

So today, take a few of your seconds and stop and think about Stations of the Cross.  Maybe you might stop into a church and just walk around and say a short prayer for every one of us . . . we all need it.   It is Monday, the start of your new week . . . plot and plan what you want to accomplish this week and do it.  In the realm of living we visit the sick, bury the dead, and strive to be the best we can be . . . a little praying will not hurt one bit.    So as the saying goes . . . "Go With God" and have a miraculous day.   Hugs to all.