Tuesday 3rd. April - 11th. Station of the CrossUpon His last resting place Jesus lays Himself down. No soft bed, no easy couch to ease the agony of His aching limbs, but a hard, rough beam must be His place of death.
Meekly, He extends His arms, those arms ever open to welcome back the repentant sinner, and offers His hands to be pierced as the Prophet had
foretold.A long, blunt nail is placed upon the palm; a heavy, dull thud, the crunch of parting flesh and rending muscle, the spouting crimson blood which covers the face and hands of the hardened soldier and Jesus is fastened to the cross.
Reflection
Come, sinner, gaze upon your work for you have nailed Him there! Your sins it was which flung your Saviour down, your sins which drove the iron deep into His sacred flesh.