The Crowning of Thorns

It wasn't enough for us to merely beat Jesus past a bloody pulp, that would have been too easy, so we add insult to injuy. The Lord of the universe, the Word by which all is in existence is mocked by those whom He came to save. The thorns pressed into His skull and that wasn't all, a royal cloak, and to top it off absolute mockery; the devil couldn't have done a better job.

How many times have we gone to mass and not really paid propper respect to what was going on. How many times have we not focused on the one thing, nay, Person that is right in front of us, giving Himself to us. We still mock Christ and His work, and I think that we are more guilty than the Roman soldiers that crowned Him with thorns. For they mocked Him not know who He was, we know who He is, or atleast we say we do, and we still mock Him.

Lord, help us to recognize Your Holy presence in our lives, especially in the celebration of mass. Reveal Yourself to us and help us to give into Your Revelation, to surrender to ourselves so that we may except the gift of Your Love and Grace wholly, in complete selflessness.
Again, we come to You Lord and tell You that Your work is finished and we don't deserve the gift of Yourself, at least at this cost. And You turn to us with loving and affectionate eyes and say, "No, I must go on, my work is not finished, I will pay every price, because I Love you and you are worth it."

God Love You