We adore you, O Christ, and we bless you.
Because by your holy cross you have redeemed the world.
I stare at the weakness in his eyes. I can look at his whole body and see the exhaustion.
As I behold him there on the ground, being roughly pulled up, I know forever how profoundly he understands my fatigue and my defeats.
This is for me. In grief and gratitude I want to let him remain there.
As I watch him stand again and gain an inner strength, I accept his love and express my thanks.