“Will you walk into
Gethsemane with me? Will you wait a
while? It’s very cold tonight and I am
so burdened. Will you wait a while? It
is lonely here-so desolate a feeling. It
feels like all around me is mourning. I
am weary. The time has come and I am
lonely. Come sit by me. Don’t be afraid.
I need your comfort tonight. This moment. I need your comfort. Rest a
while-wait with me.
Can you see the blood on my
face? It’s falling down like drops of
dew. I’m lonely. Rest a while.
Wait with me. I have a weight, a
burden on me and it’s so heavy. This is
a new feeling for me. What can it be
that is so heavy and dark? Ah yes! Now I
know-it’s sin. Will you wait a while
with me? I’m so lonely. Even the night has lost its stars. Father where are you? I’m lonely without you-My father where are
you? I can’t see your face.
There is a faint light-Ah yes
its coming closer-where are you my friend? Will you walk with me? Will you accompany me? Where are my
friends? Where are those I healed and
fed and touched and comforted and loved?
Will you run too? Come walk with
me, we’ll meet the approaching night together-walk with me-hold my hand and one
day I will hold yours.
Can you stand by me during
the hours of torment as I am accused and abused and tormented? As I am denied and spat upon? As I am ingloriously led by a leash, with no
one to say a kind word on my behalf?
Will you speak for me? Will you speak words of comfort to me?
My thorns hurt so much they
are pressing further down and piercing so deep that it feels like my brain is
being pierced. They can’t even touch it
with their bare hands. That accursed crown and yet they press it harder to
inflict more pain, and they feel no compassion for me. How depraved has humanity become to feel no
compassion for pain? Will you ease my
pain a little? Your compassion and your
love will suffice to help me endure.
Father I am weary and so lonely. I can’t see you. Your image, your face is blurred.
Can you my little one rest a
while with me?
I am mocked and I am scourged
and tortured. Father I came for this and
I do your will but Father I am in pain-I travail with not even one little one
to love me. Wouldst that one of these
had a little compassion then it would be worthwhile. I am so lonely. Would you rest a while with me.?
My blood is slowly being
drained from my being. I am giving my
life’s blood for yours. Will you at
least stand and wait a while? Even from
a distance wait with me so that I can see a gentle face? Wait a while. You will see that you will not regret it for
one day I too will wait for you. I will
stand by you and extend my hand in welcome.
Will you walk with me along
the road to the top of the mound? It
will be very slow and arduous journey for I am very weak now. Step by step we get closer, and I am
beginning to fall more often. The burden
is getting heavier and heavier. Will you
carry my cross even for a short distance so that I may rest a while? Ah yes! It’s a heavy burden my child it’s not
possible for you to carry it alone-here I will help you. See how easier it is when we share the
load. I wouldn’t let you carry it alone;
you see if I did let you it would crush you.
Too heavy is the weight of the cross, so I will carry the heaviest part
for you. Rest a while.
We have reached the
summit-walk the rest of the way. Can you
bear to come closer to watch while I am stripped of my garments? OH the
humiliation! My dearest ones have to
endure the humiliation too. OH Father
this further indignity is unbearable.
Wait a while stand by me. See
this humiliation I also ask you to share.
Don’t be afraid I am with you.
Will you hold my hand one more time before the nails are hammered
in? Hold my hand tightly. Give me some comfort-let me feel that all
this suffering is not in vain. That
someone does love me. That someone will
know how great my sacrifice is. Come
stand by me. Your presence is enough.
Oh my Father the searing pain
as the nails are driven in. OH Father
how can they do this to me? Father how can they do this to you? OH My Father
how far they have fallen. No compassion.
Little one come closer, look up at me.
Let me see your face-don’t cry. I
am assured of your love. Yes my Father this sacrifice is appropriate am loved
at least by some and because of them it is worth all the pain humanity can
inflict.
MY Father!! It’s getting
dark. All is a blur. I can’t see. My
eyes are dimming. I can’t even see the faces of those who love me. Father….. Have you gone too? No, that cannot be. You would not abandon me. But Father there is a darkness that surrounds
me. There is shield and I cannot see
your light anymore. Father where are you
I feel a loathsome burden. How much
longer Father will this earth’s sins cover me?
Father…if only they knew the barrier that sin erects. Father every sin conceivable has been poured
onto me and now it is so dark, I can’t see the light of my father’s love.
Father my spirit is trapped
like a diamond in the heart of the mountain of charcoal. It is hidden and darkness cannot allow your light
to pierce through. Father…I know your
eyes are too pure to gaze upon iniquity, but father I cannot bear it much
longer. Help me Father because I am
ready to come back to you. INTO YOUR
HANDS FATHER I COMMIT MY SPIRIT for now I have finished the work you entrusted
to me. Father I come to you. Wait a
while little one, wait a while and soon you will be with us too.
Anne Good Friday, 2013
