I'm
always so busy; many things of importance.
Too busy, too tired. In a rush - no time to talk.
Yet
you Lord, wracked in agony, pinioned to a cross of wood,
reached
out beyond your own suffering and feelings of
abandonment - to another.
Straining
through your pain, looking past your own bloodied aching hand,
reaching out to the thief who acknowledged his wrongs.
He had humbly asked you to remember him in your kingdom,
and you said "This day you will be with me in Paradise".
- "With me - this day",
Wow!
To
you Lord, there was no gain but for the giving of
your generous compassionate love and mercy
despite your own suffering - even as you were entering death.
Lord,
my problems and concerns aren't so great after all.
Let loving and forgiving and making room for others,
despite my worries, be my focus and gain for your sake.
For you Lord have been merciful and caring - loving and kind
- and so should I try to reach out to others.
Words
written and photography by Stan O'Loughlin O'Loughlin (May be used
non-commercially)
Statue of 12th Station in Sacred
Garden at The
Monastery, Glen Osmond, South Australia
