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Practical Application
How do we carry the fruits of this reflection into our daily lives?
Testimony: St. Paul of the Cross
St. Paul of the Cross (1694–1775) dedicated his life to preaching the Passion of Christ, believing that meditating on Jesus’ suffering was the key to a deeper love of God. He founded the Passionist Congregation, a religious order devoted to spreading devotion to the Passion, helping people see in Christ’s suffering the greatest expression of divine love. His mission was not to focus on suffering for its own sake but to show how the Cross leads to resurrection and renewal.
Paul himself endured great trials, facing opposition, rejection, and spiritual darkness. Yet, he never lost faith. In his writings, he encouraged others to turn to the crucifix for strength, saying, “When you are alone in your room, take your crucifix, kiss its five wounds reverently, tell it to preach to you a little sermon, and then listen to the words of eternal life that it speaks to your heart.”
Like Mary at the foot of the Cross, Paul did not avoid suffering but embraced it as a path to union with Christ. His life teaches us that when we carry our crosses with faith and love, they become sources of grace, leading us to the hope of the Resurrection.
How can we live out perseverance and mercy in our daily lives?
Persevering Through Life’s Crosses - We all carry crosses—illness, financial struggles, difficult relationships, moments of spiritual dryness. Jesus’ example teaches us to persevere in faith, even when we feel abandoned. When faced with suffering, we can pray: “Jesus, help me remain faithful as You remained faithful.”
Extending Mercy to Others - Is there someone in our lives we struggle to forgive? Jesus forgave those who nailed Him to the cross. He calls us to do the same. Mercy is not a feeling but a choice. When resentment arises, we can ask, “Jesus, teach me to forgive as You forgave.”
Trusting in God’s Plan - Jesus surrendered Himself completely to the Father. In times of uncertainty, we can follow His example, saying, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit.” Trusting God does not mean we will always understand His plan, but it means believing that He is leading us to something greater.
At St. Michael Parish, we are called to be a community of perseverance and mercy. We support one another in faith, helping each other carry our crosses. We seek to be a people of forgiveness, knowing that mercy transforms hearts.
A powerful witness to perseverance and mercy is St. Padre Pio (1887–1968), a Capuchin friar who bore the wounds of Christ—the stigmata—for fifty years. His life was marked by immense suffering, yet he remained faithful to God’s will.
From a young age, Padre Pio experienced great physical pain, including chronic illness and spiritual attacks. Despite this, he never abandoned his calling as a priest. He spent hours in the confessional, offering mercy to all who came to him. When asked how he endured his suffering, he simply said, “Pray, hope, and don’t worry.”
Like Jesus, Padre Pio was often misunderstood and falsely accused. Even members of the Church questioned his stigmata, and for a time, he was forbidden from publicly celebrating Mass. Yet, he never responded with anger. Instead, he forgave, offering his suffering as a prayer for others.
One of the most moving stories of his mercy occurred when a man came to him, weeping, saying he had committed terrible sins. Instead of condemnation, Padre Pio embraced him, saying, “God’s mercy is greater than your sins. Go and sin no more.”
Padre Pio lived out the Crucifixion in his own life, enduring suffering with love and extending mercy without limit. He teaches us that perseverance and mercy are not just virtues for saints—they are the path to holiness for all of us.
Shortly after my husband and I were engaged to be married, he was in a life-threatening motorcycle accident just over the Maine Kennebec Bridge on the Richmond side on his way to work in Lewiston. By God’s grace, he was given nearly immediate medical advice “not to move” on the side of the road by the same person who had fallen asleep at the wheel and hit him with her car, a nurse who was on her way home from an overnight shift at a hospital. Paramedics from the Richmond Fire Department were in the immediate area having just finished another call, and they arrived very quickly. They provided excellent care, making many life-saving decisions as he was transported to Maine Medical Center where he would have several surgeries on his damaged limbs.
When I arrived to the hospital, I was shaken after driving a few hours from where I was living. Our hopes and dreams for the future seemed to hang in the balance of the unknown. How extensive were his injuries? What level of recovery was possible, or likely? Gratefully, I was able to sleep on a cot in his hospital room for the first few nights after the accident until he fully stabilized and was stepped-down to a regular care room where he would have a roommate.
One afternoon in the regular care room when it was clear he was going to live and recover, I remember watching him sleep in his hospital bed. I contemplated all his body had been through. I looked at his smashed left ankle, now held in traction by several rods protruding from his skin. I imagined the titanium rod that now threaded the multiple, cascading breaks of his femur bone, reuniting them in his thigh. This ingenious medical intervention would, we prayed, allow him to walk again and to ride his bicycle, his favorite hobby. I looked at his left compound-fractured forearm, now set and bandaged, and at his compound-fractured ring finger, now stitched and set in a small splint. From toe to fingertip, his left side had survived unimaginable trauma.
Through my exhaustion and as he slept, I wept silent tears of love. As a person raised in a Protestant tradition, I had previous little connection to Mary, the Mother of God -- until now. In that moment of weeping, Mary, who watched her son die on the Cross, came gently into my heart and mind. She became then a companion and a mentor to me on how to love deeply, patiently, and with fidelity. In her, as in her son, exists a wellspring of strong, patient love that has nurtured me and mentored me on how to love others more selflessly. In that moment as he slept, I felt an assurance that I was capable of beholding his suffering and accompanying the man I love, whatever the pains he would bear through months of healing, rehab, and physical therapy and those he was likely to feel in his bones for the rest of his life.
How can we live out the mystery of the Scourging at the Pillar in our daily lives?
1. Practice Self-Discipline in Small Things - True mortification begins with everyday choices. Choosing to fast from a favorite treat, waking up earlier for prayer, or resisting unnecessary distractions helps strengthen our will. By saying no to ourselves in small things, we prepare to say no to sin in bigger battles.
2. Embrace Suffering with Love - We all face suffering—physical pain, disappointments, or struggles with sin. Instead of complaining or avoiding them, we can offer them to Jesus. Like Him, we can endure suffering for the love of God and others, transforming pain into a source of grace.
3. Control Over Our Speech and Thoughts - One of the hardest forms of self-discipline is control over our words and thoughts. Choosing silence instead of gossip, patience instead of anger, or kindness instead of criticism are real forms of mortification. Jesus remained silent during His Passion, accepting suffering without resentment. We can strive to do the same.
4. Fasting and Simplicity - Jesus said, "When you fast, do not look gloomy like the hypocrites." (Matthew 6:16). Fasting is not just about food—it can include giving up social media, unnecessary spending, or excessive entertainment. By simplifying our lives, we make room for God.
My mother was sick most of her life. When I was fourteen, she died. It was hard for my sister and me to make sense of it. Relatives and family friends tried to console us. They said things like God wanted her to be with Him, and my assumption was, and not with me. As I got older, I began to wonder what kind of God takes a mother away from her children!
In college I drifted from my Catholic faith, as many young adults do, and in the coming years I found myself struggling to figure out why I was so unhappy, depressed. I tried returning to the church, spoke to priests and other devoted Catholics. I wasn’t taken seriously so I decided to never return to the church. During a serious breakdown in my life, I turned to Mary, Jesus’ mother, in prayer. I have no doubt my prayer was heard and here’s why.
A psychologist I was seeing highly recommended that I needed to find some new friends. He suggested I visit a Franciscan renewal center, that is, a Catholic church. I balked at first, but I knew he was right; I needed new healthy friends. Sometimes I wonder if it was the Holy Spirit that drove me to the center! I found myself at a Sunday Mass for young adults which began an amazing transformation in my life. I took a class at the renewal center that was all about Jesus Christ. It was Jesus who led me to God. One day I was laying on the grass at the center, looking into the heavens, and found myself in deep conversation with God. One question expressed every question I had since I was 14, Who are you, God? And God answered, come and see.
In my 45 years of work in the Catholic Church, I have accompanied people who struggle to believe in a God who loves them. So many people have grown up with horrible images of God. I don’t claim to have the final say on who God is, but I have learned that knowing Jesus leads to understanding who God is. Which takes me to the Third Sorrowful Mystery, where Jesus is standing in the praetorium before a jeering crowd, crowned with thorns by the soldiers. Who is this Jesus that people want crucified? (Matthew 27:24)?
Jesus stands with moral courage in the praetorium. He knows who he is and who his Father is. Jesus’ life reveals God who invites and walks with the poor and vulnerable, the outcasts, and sinners. By my baptism I join a community of believers, the Church, who dares to follow Jesus, to do as Jesus did. I try to let Catholic social teaching guide me, which is not always easy, by treating all people with dignity, by advocating for those whose voice is not heard, locally and globally, by standing with the poor and rejected, and by caring for creation.
My life is not always consistent with what I profess and for this, I ask God’s forgiveness. But I pray that I become more faithful to the gospel, with a moral strength that can only come from God’s grace, for God is love, a love that knows no bounds for all people.
A powerful witness to the mystery of the Scourging at the Pillar is St. Gemma Galgani, an Italian mystic known for her deep love for Christ’s Passion. Born in 1878, Gemma was blessed with extraordinary spiritual gifts, including visions of Jesus and the stigmata. Yet, what made her truly remarkable was her willingness to embrace suffering out of love.
From a young age, Gemma experienced severe physical pain, suffering from spinal meningitis and other illnesses. Doctors saw no hope for her recovery, yet she accepted her suffering with peace. She once wrote, "If I saw the gates of heaven open and knew I could enter by one little act of suffering, I would not hesitate to suffer a thousand pains for Jesus."
Her devotion to Jesus’ Passion was so intense that she often relived His sufferings in mystical experiences. On many occasions, she felt the lashes of Christ’s scourging on her own body, yet she never complained. Instead, she saw suffering as a way to unite herself to her beloved Savior.
One night, during a Holy Hour, she experienced a vision of Jesus after the scourging. He was covered in wounds, yet His eyes were filled with love. She heard Him say, "Gemma, do you want to comfort Me?" Overcome with love, she responded, "Yes, my Jesus, let me suffer for You." From that moment on, she embraced suffering joyfully, offering everything for sinners and for the conversion of souls.
Gemma’s life teaches us that mortification is not about harsh penance—it is about love. She did not suffer for the sake of suffering, but to console Jesus. She reminds us that every sacrifice, no matter how small, can be an act of love when offered to God.
We had three children in college, one about to ride off into the sunset with her knight in shining armor, and the oldest was headed to Afghanistan as a Marine. My husband was a candidate in formation and preparation for the Diaconate. By the grace of God, it looked as if he was going to complete the program as well as the final steps toward ordination.
Internally, I was a wreck and panicked that everyone could see through the façade. For years, we had lived through the financial pressures of sending five children to Catholic Schools, trying to feed them, pay the mortgage, and we were finally on the homestretch of the college years. We donated our time and talents to the parish. This part of the journey had been survivable through prayer. Prayer in times of weakness and vulnerability. Prayer in times of gratitude for God’s generosity.
This surrender was different. Now I had to be visible. Visibly supportive to my husband. A visible partner in my role as a part of the Deacon couple in our parish and our diocese. In my mind, this meant visibility and vulnerability. In my heart it was a surrender to God’s will to accept this new aspect of providing support to my husband. It turns out that it was and is a great deal more than I thought at the time. Through that thought, I can relate to Mary, the mother of our Lord. When she gave her Fiat, I am not certain that she knew the details of the joys, challenges, and sufferings that lay before her as the mother of our Lord.
To meet the challenge of standing at our pillar of faith requires self-discipline. Our Lord was strapped to a pillar and scourged with the most gruesome instrument of suffering at the time, a flagrum. Jesus, in his humanity, endured this suffering for us. Surrendering to the will of his Father and enduring the suffering of the sins of humanity through self-discipline, and love for us and His Father. When reflecting on the fullness of the situation, our sufferings seem small.
Not realizing it at the time, it was self-discipline that would help me to start down this new path. I thought, “I am determined”. The truth was and still is, I must stay the course and continue to surrender daily. During this aspect of my life, self-discipline led me to daily recitation of a scriptural rosary. At some point in the day, usually while walking our labradors, I found comfort and peace through the reflections and prayers of the rosary. Through self-discipline, healthy habits and routines are developed. Reflecting on the daily reading especially during Lent helps to remember the events in the life of Jesus. It brings us closer to him.
Self-discipline isn’t automatic and it isn’t easy. Through practice and dedication, we can improve at turning away from those things that separate us from God. We need to accept that when we fail, Our Lord, forgives us and hands us the new opportunity. It may be difficult, but it is possible.
As each new door of the unknown opens for me, the fear and anxiety rush through. Next, comes a decision whether to succumb to fear or accept what God is asking. There is a choice, but self-discipline is the vehicle for choosing the road toward God. When we push forward to stay the course, we do not walk alone.
A powerful witness to the mystery of the Agony in the Garden is Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta, a mystic known as the "Little Daughter of the Divine Will." Born in 1865 in Italy, Luisa lived a life of profound suffering and mystical experiences. From a young age, she endured intense physical and spiritual trials, often bedridden and in deep union with Christ's Passion.
One of her most well-known works is The Hours of the Passion, where she meditates on each hour of Jesus’ suffering. She describes Jesus' agony in the garden as a moment when He saw every sin ever committed—and yet, His greatest sorrow came from the indifference of souls who would reject His love.
Despite her own sufferings, Luisa never despaired. Instead, she offered everything to Jesus, uniting her will to His. She understood that suffering, when embraced in love, could become redemptive. Through her mystical writings, she encourages us to see our trials not as punishments but as opportunities to console the heart of Christ.
Her life reminds us that true contrition is not just about avoiding sin, but about surrendering fully to God's will. Like Jesus in Gethsemane, we can pray, "Not my will, but yours be done."
How do we live out the mystery of the Agony of the Garden in our daily lives?
1. Cultivate a Habit of Contrition - At the end of each day, take time for an examination of conscience. Reflect honestly on your actions, words, and thoughts. Where have you failed to love? Where have you resisted God's will? A simple prayer, such as the Act of Contrition, can help keep our hearts soft and open to grace.
2. Frequent the Sacrament of Reconciliation - The Garden of Gethsemane calls us to confession. Jesus suffered for our sins so that we might be reconciled to the Father. The Sacrament of Reconciliation is a gift, not a burden. When we bring our sins to Christ in confession, He does not meet us with condemnation but with mercy.
3. Stay Awake with Jesus - In the garden, Jesus asked His disciples to keep watch, but they fell asleep. How often do we "fall asleep" spiritually—neglecting prayer, losing focus in our faith, or becoming indifferent to sin? Staying awake means committing to prayer, making time for God each day, and being vigilant against temptations that lead us away from Him.
4. Embrace Suffering as a Path to Holiness - Jesus did not run from suffering; He embraced it in love. We all have our own "Gethsemanes"—times of anxiety, hardship, and pain. Instead of asking "Why me?" we can ask, "How can I unite this to Jesus?" When we offer our sufferings to God, they become a source of grace, both for ourselves and for others.
As a single mother raising three children, living on the edge of poverty, fleeing a tumultuous marriage, my life was a constant swirl of need and trying to meet it. To do that, and to protect my children, I developed a tendency to control every detail of our lives. My calendar became our Bible. My children grew; we weathered life’s storms; we clung to each other. So when my youngest, my only daughter, hit teenage hood and rebelled – I became unhinged. She was walking down a dangerous and unhealthy path, I screamed. She demanded to go live with someone who “would understand her.” How could I let my baby, my daughter, this young woman just coming to understand her womanhood go live with – THAT MAN! The one who wrecked our family and sent my children into years of therapy?! My Mother’s heart broke, I suffered greatly with the thought that I couldn’t give her what she, apparently, needed. It didn’t matter how much I had sacrificed to give her a good life, a stable family – she was rejecting me. I tightened my grip – fought her, argued, cajoled, restricted. Nothing worked. Things got worse. It was destroying our relationship. I was afraid of losing her to the darkness.
That’s when I broke. Something in me whispered that I needed to let go. I needed to trust that God’s plan for her may just be different than mine. Her rejection was painful, but my love was steadfast and that is what she needed to hear from me. She needed to know that I would be there – no matter where her decisions brought her. She decided to leave and live with her father. I feared for her. I pleaded with God not to take her from me. I wept. I wept - deeply, profoundly, painfully. I repeated to myself that sometimes we can’t understand why God asks us to trust him in painful moments, but trust in him I must.
My daughter is a beautiful young woman. She has returned to me to repair our relationship. She listens and values my opinion. She is finding her own path. She learned the truth about her father; she learned about life. Would she have become the young woman she is now if I hadn’t listened to that inner voice of the Holy Spirit to trust and give over to God what is his to decide? If I hadn’t drunk from the cup God presented to me? That decision taught me a lot about my need to control everything. It brought me closer to understanding the pain of unconditional love. Whenever I read these lines – “O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the one who kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to her! How often I wanted to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing!” (Matt 23:37) I feel that pain all over again, just as our Lord did looking down over his flock, and as he did praying in Gethsemane.
St. John Paul II was a man deeply devoted to the Rosary. From his youth in Poland, through the trials of World War II, and into his papacy, the Rosary was his refuge and strength. He once said, “The Rosary has accompanied me in moments of joy and in moments of difficulty. To it, I have entrusted any number of concerns; in it, I have always found comfort”.
One of the most moving examples of his perseverance was his response to suffering. In 1981, he was shot in an assassination attempt. As he recovered, he credited Our Lady of Fatima with saving his life, and he renewed his commitment to praying the Rosary daily. Even in his final years, as Parkinson’s disease weakened his body, he never stopped praying. The world watched as he bore his suffering with faith, uniting it to Christ.
Like Jesus in the Sorrowful Mysteries, St. John Paul II did not run from suffering—he embraced it with love. He teaches us that the Rosary is not just a prayer of words but a school of holiness. When we pray it, we are drawn into the life of Christ and transformed.
The Powerful Effects of the Rosary—testimony by Don Smith
In the spring of 2007, I experienced my first Lent as an adult Catholic. I had recently returned to the Church after being a protestant minister for 20 years. I sincerely wanted this Lenten experienced to be deeply spiritual. I wanted it to change me. I needed God to change me. Over the years, I had developed habits I wanted to be free from, including a tendency to think negative, self-deprecating thoughts. I committed to praying the Rosary daily, and chose to focus on the Sorrowful mysteries, since it was Lent. I committed to praying it slowly, consciously, and thoughtfully, hoping the Lord would help me become the positive, hopeful, faith-filled person I wanted to be.
I’d never done a daily rosary before, so just making that commitment was a big deal. But I soon developed a routine of going for a walk each evening and praying. I walked a mile loop, spending 20 or 30 minutes every day thinking about what Jesus suffered out of his love for me. It was powerful. There was no day that it didn’t have an effect on me. There was always something from Gethsemane, or his scourging, the crowning with thorns or his carrying of the cross - the crucifixion itself - that moved me profoundly. Sometimes I was totally overwhelmed by the ideas and images. Other times, I knew that he was actually showing me the path to life… by dying to self. And then there were days I came to it struggling deeply, and during my meditation I realized that Jesus knew exactly what I was suffering, was sharing it with me. In essence, we were sharing each other’s pain. It was life changing. I found fellowship with him that I had never experienced as a protestant.
Now its 2025, and after working in Catholic ministry for a decade and a half, and after huge life changes in the last few years, I find myself at a significant crossroad. And I have decided to again pray the sorrowful mysteries every day during Lent. It feels a bit different now. My desire to be more consciously with Lord, to be aware of his presence every moment, and my desire to see more people come to really know him, have all grown considerably since then. And, I know how powerful and effective these Lenten prayer times can be.
Would you like to try make a change this Lent? Is there a particular sin you struggle with? Are you discouraged, or lonely? Is there someone you are worried about and want the Lord to work in their life? Lenten prayers are a powerful tool for change. Give it some thought!
To help with this process, I will be leading times of contemplative prayer, focusing on a different one of the sorrowful mystery each week. I’ll be at St. Francis Church in Winthrop at 6:00 PM on Tuesdays, and at St. Monica’s Chapel at 11:00 AM on Fridays. Hope to see you there!