My child, when you suffer for my Son, it is okay to cry out in pain, because you are only human after all. When I witnessed my Son’s scourging and then His terrifying Crucifixion, I was beside myself with grief. And as I watched His pitiful Body endure what no animal would be able to tolerate in a slaughterhouse, I fainted so many times with shock that I could barely stand.
How He suffered, no one will ever know, because what I witnessed could never be put down on paper, so vile were the cruelties inflicted upon His Divine Body. This is why so little description is given of the degrading insults they inflicted on Him, because it would be so shocking that it would defile His Holy Name by writing it down. Continue reading