Meditation prompted by the
Stations of the Cross Sculptures
Deserted by friends, alone He faced his trial.
Condemned He went forth to die
through busy streets and jeering crowds,
with stumbling feet on stony ground.
Unknown before, three helpers came to Him that day.
The first unwilling, pressed by soldiers,
a father from a distant isle,
made to share the heavy burden by means of execution.
Then a woman by tradition
showed compassion to the condemned.
Wiped His face and gave refreshment from the dust, blood and tears.
When He thirsted on the cross, some said, “Just leave him alone”.
But there was one who soaked a sponge and offered up a drink of wine.
All unknowing who they served,
Each giving the ease to a suffering man.
Who had said,
“Whatever you do for the least of my brethren, you do it unto me”