A couple of days ago I was praying about Jesus’ crucifixion. While picturing the scene, I all of a sudden realized that Jesus had to open His hands in order to be crucified. I mean: there’s no way they could have nailed His hands to the cross if they weren’t open. Jesus opened His hands […]
It’s day 12 of Mission Haiti, and I’m running out of clean underwear. It’s ok though because we’re leaving to go home now, right? Nope, we bought one-way tickets to come here! Eleven days is probably the longest I’ve ever been on a foreign mission. I usually don’t have to worry about keeping clothes clean […]
From now on, when I hear about Jesus’ death, whether it’s someone talking about it, during mass, or while reading scripture, I want to pause and really reflect on what that means for me. I want to take it more seriously, to be moved with pity for those who took part in crucifying Jesus, and to realize how much I am loved. Jesus would have done what He did if you and I were the only people on earth. He even did it for those who killed Him!