Mary's Sorrows

Let us imagine Mary's sorrows. She might say to us:

My sorrow in watching my Son being beaten, spit upon, kicked,insulted, fall beneath the cross, His wounds split open and bleeding, His being nailed to the cross, His dying on the cross in indescribable agony!  My only son!  The Son of God!  God Incarnate! 

How could anyone hurt him, crucify Him among criminals, much less treat Him as a criminal!  How could anyone mock Him, spit on His face, pluck His beard! How could anyone make fun of God!  

My son was silent!  What could He say in the front of such evil. My heart broke as I watched Him suffer so!  The cruelty of sinful persons was difficult to fathom and to see such cruelty leached on my Son was excruciating painful:

          An innocent man!
          A holy man!
          An honest man!
          A just man!
          A good man!
          The Son of God!
          The second person of the Blessed Trinity!
          A just God!
          A forgiving God!
          A merciful God!
          One who healed the sick,
                         gave sight to the blind,
                         raised the dead to life,
                         cast out evil,
                         cast out Satan,
                         calmed the sea,
                         fed thousands,
                         pardoned our offenses!

Father, forgive them. They know not what they did to my Son and not what they do to each other when sin possesses them.


O Mary, Mother of Sorrows, pray for us now and forever!