THANK YOU, JESUS
Father Wm. F. McKee, CssR
Jesus, you have come
to mind many, many times in my 58 years of priesthood. Not only during Mass or during prayer times,
but also when driving down the road or in
quiet moments in my recliner.
As I look upon my
statue of you, dead in the arms of your mother, the Pieta, its hard for
me to measure, or imagine how great is your love for us. It
evidently is higher than the mountains and deeper than the seas. I guess its like trying to figure out how
old God, your Father, is. I have seen and
experienced human love in many forms but I have never seen a love that can be compared to
Jesus, I owe you a
lot. I am your debtor.
I have to weep when I think that my
sins contributed to the pain you suffered during your Passion and Crucifixion. As I say the Sorrowful Mysteries of the Rosary I
am inclined to tears thinking of what you went through.
Yes, the Sorrowful Mysteries
You suffer an agony in the
Garden of Getsemani
that you shed tears of blood.
You are tied to a stone post
and beaten with iron tipped rods.
You are crowned with a crown
of thorns which cut into the
delicate flesh of your head.
You carry a cross to Calvary
so heavy that you fall to the
ground three times.
You are nailed to a cross and
suffer for three hours before you die
Your Mother stands beneath
the cross and her soul suffers
Dear God, loving Father, maker of heaven and
earth and of all things seen and unseen, what were you thinking when you were seeing your
beloved Son being treated this way? After
all, you once said: This is my beloved Son in whom I am well
pleased. (Matthew 3:17)
Heavenly Father, Were you inclined to wipe out
all the executioners? Or did your great love for us make you withhold all action and let
Jesus go on to death? I think it was your great love for us that made you let Jesus suffer
so much. Greater love than this no man hath, that a man lay down his
life for his friend. (John 15:13)
O good and gracious God when I look at the
cross and try to imagine the pain your Son is going through, the one single thought breaks
in upon me. The thought: this is what divine
love is all about. Yes, I know how
great thou art. I see the stars and hear the roaring thunder, thy power throughout the
universe displayed. But none of those
mighty creations are as great as the mountains and oceans of love you have for us. Your Son, Jesus is absolute proof of that love.
My good and loving Jesus, we owe you all that
we have and all that we are. Its easy to see why martyrs gave their lives for you.
They were trying to return some of the love you shared with them. So thank you Jesus. I am
your debtor and am happy to be so. Thank you,
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