ELEVENTH STATION: JESUS IS NAILED TO THE CROSS

This is my body (Lk 22:19). 

When the body suffers, the human natural potential is halted, and without health, our body becomes a victim of the entire force of gravity which implodes and forces us towards the zero volume and infinite density of the Blackhole, the culmination of the physical death of man.

Let us make a pilgrimage to the hospital. There, let us visit the temple of Intensive Care, the altar of Acute Assessment and the shrine of Operating Theatres, there we shall find our reason not to complain about our own prickly headache. Blessed are those who are committed to the alleviation of the sufferings of the sick, indeed they perform a Divine vocation.

You have prepared a body for me (Heb 10:5) and, this is my body (Lk 22: 19).

We shall many times be tested through body illness and sickness. The more gravity lays its claim on us, the more our faith will be tested, and the more we shall be susceptible to denial, anger and depression.

When the body suffers, we can quickly forget the Body given up for us (Lk 22:19) and desperately scramble for alternative cures to alleviate their pains, and here, suicide can be contemplated, voodoos can be consulted, astrology can be practised, fake Prophets and Pastors can be visited.

When one suffers, without the help of grace, it takes an instant to lose one’s head and bridle the voice of conscience, to bargain and give in to the devil, to accept his terms and accept his empty promises. And it is also at this very same point that our entire salvific destiny is defined.

Let us beg God to forgive the instances in which we have lost our head and patience during our bodily suffering. Let us have recourse to the True Body and Blood which is capable of saving us.