Jesus meets his mother
The sword pierces Mary's heart as she sees her Son bloodied and disfigured on his way to execution. He hears that beloved voice; and looks up through a haze of pain. Eye meets eye; heart meets heart: and out of that tide of shared suffering rises the question: is this where love leads? Where can it take us now?
Lord Jesus, by the love you felt for this woman,
by the love she felt for you, open our hearts
to the suffering of the humble and the good of this world,
all who feel so defenceless against violence and hatred.
May love keep on being love, no matter what the pain,
and light our way...
Mary, by the sword that pierced your heart,
waken our hearts to that love
that has been shown us
in the passion of your Son.