I know many are in a valley of confusion and uncertainty in our nation, but we must remember God sits on the throne and he is in control. As we wait and are so consumed in ourselves, what we’re feeling, what is going on around us and what is being said we often forget that Jesus is hurting.
Yes, although God, He is fully man and our beloved spouse is hurting guys. He desperately needs to be loved and consoled in this hour. He has called all of us to carry many heavy crosses of affliction not only to sanctify us but for the salvation of souls, for our President Trump and for the entire world. We are at the brink of so many things. So many lives that will be lost. So many innocent and poor souls that will be affected and harmed. As it is written Matthew 24:6 You will hear of wars and rumors of wars but see to it that you are not alarmed. Such things must happen, but the end is still to come.
Jesus tells us that these things must happen before the end comes upon us. We forget sometimes that He is also a Father who birthed each soul from his heart, and He is a lover who has called each soul to be his bride and He is a friend who died for love and created us for love. Yet, is left unwanted, rejected, disdained, scorned and even hated by the very souls he created. His own children who will be lost forever in the abyss of the fires of hell for all eternity. HIs heart is breaking guys, so broken by what must happen and His precious ones who will be lost. There is place in his heart that can never be repaired because it was created uniquely for a soul who chose too no longer be there.
Jesus is suffering, yes, He too suffers on the waves of agony and looks desperately for his bride to console him. We often run to Jesus to be consoled, but because Love makes itself vulnerable who will be there when He needs consoling? When He needs encouragement? When He needs love and when He needs to be embraced and told “I love you Jesus, I am here for you Lord, I am here.” Who will it be? I pray it’s you my fellow brides. Run to your Jesus and there hold his bleeding head in your arms. Take the crown that He still wears for the scorn and contempt He faces daily and wipe the blood from his brow for the sins many commit against the Holy Spirit.
Go to the cross and stay at his feet looking up at a crucified Christ all bloody and beaten for your sins and the sins of the world who still thirst for love, your love. Then climb on the cross with him as you lay right hand on top of his and place your left hand on top of his nail pierce hands and rest your head on his heart that beats rapidly and burst out of brokenness to provide mercy for the whole world. Are you suffering gravely now? Unite every sacrifice, every trial, every tear, every prayer, every frustration, every confusion, every delay, every inconvenience and pain you’re going thru to the cross. He needs it and He needs you.
This morning in prayer I got the reading to “Console Jesus”. I immediately saw myself sitting with Jesus on a rock on top of a high mountain. He was wearing a white robe and white prayer shawl over his head. He was looking off in the distance with so much on his mind and I knew his heart was heavy. We didn’t have to speak to each other because I knew, I knew as I rested my head on his shoulder then slipped my right hand into his and clasped his hand. Telling him “I am here Lord, I am here”. Then when I looked down at his arms, I realized it had turned bloody and all wounded as I was now sitting with the wounded Christ. He now had the crown on and was completely covered in blood as he continued to look on in the distance and I looked at him in horror at his degenerate state. I clung to his arm even firmer telling him I wouldn’t let go that I am here, to stay and share in his suffering. I then realized are arm was becoming one. As my body began to enter into his.
Then I was now placed at the foot of the cross as I looked up to my crucified spouse. So bloody, beaten and unrecognizable gasping for air to breath. I cried thinking what can I do, as I held on to the bottom of the cross touching his feet saying, Jesus I am here, I am here. I knew in my heart that he wanted me to climb up and be with him on the cross. So, I did, as I climbed up in my white wedding gown and laid myself on top of him and rested my head on his chest and I could hear heart beating so fast as his bloody bruised chest was going up and down. Up and down as his breath got raspier because blood was filling up his lungs. I thought to myself how I could continue to complain about my afflictions. Complain about my trials that now seemed so trivial compared with his. How could I complain with the splinters from the cross He has given me? When He did this for love of me and still suffers now for the world. I then embraced him even on the cross as if to also now embrace the crosses He has given me and will give me for love of him and love of souls.
When I came out of this, tears streamed down my cheeks as I apologized to him for my unfaithfulness the past couple of days and how I have been self-absorbed in my own sorrow, but never attending to his. Then I got a reading from Imitation of Mary and Blessed Mother was speaking to me about how the cross of Jesus should inspire us to persevere in our own trials. I felt strongly she wanted me to share this with all the Lords brides because we are all going through it and she wants us to fix our eyes on the cross and console Jesus as well. He is hurting even as we suffer. He is suffering with us and for us.
Blessed Mother began,
“My beloved children, I kept before my eyes a cogent model: Jesus crucified. He spoke only words of peace; He suffered with perfect resignation to His Father’s will; He asked that His executioners might be pardoned through the merits of His sacrifice. I watched Him carefully; I entered into His heart and tried to make all His sentiments my own. As I saw Him give His life so generously for men amid the most fearful suffering. I learned to make the generous sacrifice of what was dearest to me in all the world: Jesus Himself.
My children, you find at the foot of the cross as I did, comfort in bitter suffering, strength when you are beaten down, and courageous resignation in sacrifices God ask of you. When you are afflicted, do not go looking to men for comfort; their compassion is barren and soon wearies. After giving you their sympathy, they finally become bored by the narrative of your sufferings and, in the end, by your very presence.
Then you will be left to yourself and your thoughts, and you will find the burden of grief ever heavier to carry. The effort you will make to pull out the arrow that wounds you will often serve only to push it deeper into your flesh.
In the hour of battle, my children, arm yourself with the image of Jesus on His cross. Let the crucifix be your first source of help on the days of darkness and misfortune. However, slack your courage may be, you will find strength there. However strong the bitter taste in your heart, you will find consolation there. Do you suffer because of what men do to you? Behold on the cross the most outraged of fathers, the most scorned of masters, the most abandoned of friends, the most persecuted of just men. Do you suffer from hell’s attack? Contemplate Jesus on the cross as He is buffeted by hell’s wrath. Will you dare complain that heaven treats you too severely when you see the sternest of the Heavenly Father toward His beloved Son? To punish you for your sins God sends you some temporal trials; but what are these when compared to what Jesus suffered in order to rescue you from eternal punishment? As you gaze at your crucifix, say; “I was redeemed by the extreme suffering of God. It is only right that the redeemed soul should attain some likeness to is redeemer through suffering.
My children, if you cannot have the consolation of resembling Jesus in virtue, at least have the consolation (your crucifix will say to you) of resembling Him somewhat in suffering. Have recourse to Him in every evil, anguish, and temptation.
Kiss your crucifix affectionally, bathe it in your tears, slap it lovingly to your breast. Imagine that you are on Calvary and are allowed to embrace the feet of your God who is suffering and dying for you. Tell Him of you’re afflictions, unite them to His, and ask Him to help you find them easier to bear. Ask this merciful Savior to let you hear from His cross some strengthening words that will help you endure your anguish of soul. Tell Him you will not let Him go until He has restored your peace and tranquility and strengthened you with His grace. If you are faithful to this holy exercise, your tears will be dried up, you will have peace again, courage will replace weakness, the cross will no longer be so heavy for you and bitterness will be changed into joy.
If you still have much to suffer, try to stir up in yourself the patience, resignation and love which made the Apostle say; “I rejoice when I endure weakness, insults, hardships, persecutions, and distress for the sake of Christ (2 Corinthians 12:10)”
That was the end of Blessed Mother message to us.
So, my fellow brides will you console your Jesus tonight?