Something I've been doing lately for the kids for Lent is letting them listen to a scriptural Station of the Cross on the Hallow app every night. They pray along with the recording before they go to sleep at night, and Chris and I get a couple moments of peace in the other room.
Today, it dawned on me that I haven't been praying any of the Stations, we're more than halfway through Lent, and it's probably a little hypocritical to have them for the kids but not myself.
Oops.
Including today, there are 14 days of Lent until Easter (not counting Sundays), and there are 14 Stations of the Cross. So I'm going to do a write up on a station every remaining day of Lent and hope that counts.
If, you know, I actually manage to follow through with that.
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| "The First Station- Jesus is Condemned to Death" by Lawrence OP is marked with CC BY-NC-ND 2.0. |
First Station: Jesus is Condemned to Death
We adore you, O Christ, and we praise you. Because by your holy cross you have redeemed the world.
I imagine this moment as a gut punch for those who followed Him. He'd gotten out of so many scrapes and close calls before, hearing the death sentence must have felt like getting a rug pulled out from under them. I don't think they would have been expecting it.
I think Jesus was expecting it. He knew from the night before; the time had come and it was going to happen. I don't think that made it any easier, though.
It couldn't have been easy to hear people He loved and sacrificed for, traveled for, prayed for, spent long days (and probably sometimes long nights) serving, people He would die for (was dying for), individuals He loved more than we would love a spouse or child. All shouting and cheering for His death. Even if He knew it was coming.
Maybe especially because He knew it was coming. That had to have been one of the worst moments of His life.
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