The Thirteenth Station
Jesus is Taken Down from the Cross
My Jesus, it was with deep grief that Mary finally took
You into her arms and saw all the wounds sin had inflicted upon You.
Mary Magdalene looked upon Your dead Body with horror. Nicodemus, the
man so full of human respect, who came to You by night, suddenly
received the courage to help Joseph take you down from the Cross. You
are once more surrounded by only a few followers. When loneliness and
failure cross my path, let me think of this lonely moment and this total
failure - failure in the eyes of men. How wrong they were - how mistaken
their concept of success! The greatest act of love was given in
desolation and the most successful mission accomplished and finished
when all seemed lost. Is this not true in my life, dear Jesus? I judge
my failures harshly. I demand perfection instead of holiness. My idea of
success is for all to end well - according to my liking.