My Jesus, the world still
has You on trial. It keeps asking who You are and why
You make the demands You make. It asks over and over the
question, If You are God's Son, why do You permit the
world to be in the state it is in? Why are You so
silent?
Though the arrogance of the world angers me, I must
admit that silently, in the depths of my soul, I too
have these questions. Your humility frustrates me and
makes me uncomfortable. Your strength before Pilate as
You drank deeply from the power of the Father, gives me
the answer to my question - The Father's Will. The
Father permits many sufferings in my life but it is all
for my good. If only I too could be silent in the face
of worldly prudence - steadfast in the faith when all
seems lost - calm when accused unjustly - free from
tyranny of human respect - ready to do the Father's Will
no matter how difficult.
Silent Jesus, give us all the graces we need to stand
tall in the face of the ridicule of the world. Give the
poor the strength not to succumb to their privation but
to be ever aware of their dignity as sons of God. Grant
that we might not bend to the crippling disease of
worldly glory but be willing to be deprived of all
things rather than lose Your friendship. My Jesus,
though we are accused daily of being fools, let the
vision of Quiet Dignity standing before Monstrous
Injustice, give us all the courage to be Your followers.
Amen
