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Friday, 16 March 2012
Stations of the Cross in the Church of Nunraw Abbey Lent 2012 Drawings of the Stations of the Cross by Fr. Gabriel Sherry, ocso The pictures were first hung on the walls of the wooden hut first Chapel, as the fondation began at Nunraw Abbey. Father Gabriel Sherry
| Born 21 February 1915|
Entered Roscrea 17 September 1933|
Solemn Profession 6 October 1938|
ordained 8th January 1941.|
Co-founded Nunraw 1946|
Died 11 June 1968|
Meditations for the Stations of the Cross
From The Twenty-Four Hours of the Passion of Our Lord Jesus Jesus Chris Luisa Piccarreta t
O my Mother Mary, in looking at the face of sorrowful Jesus, pale, sad, harrowing, the memory of the pains that He is about to suffer awakens in You. You foresee His Face covered with spit and You bless it, His Head pierced by the thorns, His eyes blinded, His Body tortured by the scourges, His Hands and Feet pierced by the nails; and wherever He is about to go, You follow Him with Your blessings. And I too will follow Him together with You. When Jesus is struck by the scourges, crowned with thorns, slapped, pierced by the nails, everywhere He will find my “I bless You” together with Yours. And now, O my Jesus, let my poor heart draw life from Your
Heart, that I may live only with Your Heart; and in each offense You will receive, let me be ever ready to offer You a relief, a comfort, a reparation, and an act of love, never interrupted.
I will follow You in everything, to keep You faithful company. My afflicted Good, I offer You these Stations of the Cross in memory of Your Passion and Death, to disarm the just wrath of God for so many sins, for the triumph of the Holy Church, for the conversion of all sinners, for peace among peoples, especially our country, for our sanctification, in suffrage for the purging souls, and for Your Kingdom to come soon, and Your Will to be done on earth as It is in Heaven.
Jesus is Condemned to Death
Not knowing what else to do, for fear of being deposed, Pilate has a bucket of water brought to him, and washing his hands, he says: “I am not responsible for the Blood of this just one.”..And he condemns You to death. But the Jews cry out: “May His Blood fall upon us and upon our children!”..And in seeing You condemned, they make feast, they clap their hands, they whistle and shout; while You, O Jesus, Repair for those who, finding themselves in high positions, out of vain fear and in order not to lose their places, break the Most Sacred Laws, not caring about the ruin of entire peoples, favoring the evil and condemning the innocent. You Repair also for those who, after sin, provoke the Divine Wrath to punish them. And now, my Crucified Good, in the name of all generations, past, present, and future, together with Your Mama and with all the Angels, I prostrate myself before You and say: “We adore You, O Christ, and we bless You, because by Your Holy Cross You have redeemed the world.” Second Station
Jesus is Made to Carry His Cross
You let the Cross be placed upon Your Most Holy Shoulders. Ah, my Jesus, the Cross is too light for Your Love, but the weight of our sins adds to that of the Cross—enormous and immense, as the expanse of the Heavens. And You, my wearied Good, You feel crushed under the weight of so many sins. Your soul is horrified at their sight, and feels the pain of each sin. Your Sanctity remains shaken before so much ugliness, and as the Cross weighs upon Your shoulders, You stagger, You pant, and a mortal sweat creeps through Your Most Holy Humanity. O please, I pray You, my Love—I don’t have the heart to leave You alone—I want to share the weight of the cross with You; and to relieve You from the weight of sins,...