Insult has broken my heart, and I am weak, I looked for sympathy, but there was none; for comforters, and I found none.
Christ tells us:
John 16:31-32
Jesus answered them: “Do you really believe? An hour is
coming – has indeed already come – when you will be scattered and each will go
his way, leaving me quite alone. (Yet I can never be alone; the Father is with
me.”
Louis
Vereheylezoon, SJ, tells us: Theologians hold for certain that by the
infused prescience with which God invested His soul, Jesus knew all that was in
any way connected with the work of Redemption. He foresaw, then, all the good
and evil which would occur in the course of time, and hence whatever would be
done for or against Him. He knew then, in particular, how men would repay His
love. One may even say that this prevision was one of the causes of His deathly
sorrow at Gethsemane. But at the same time He foresaw the tokens of love which
He would receive from His faithful followers, and particularly the reparation
they would make to Him for the ingratitude of others…This prospect consoled,
encouraged, and fortified Him, and helped Him to give Himself up to suffering
and death in spite of His prevision of the ingratitude of so many. Whenever,
then, we pay to Jesus some homage of reparation, we may cherish the gratifying
conviction that, especially during His agony in the Garden, He saw us in the
far off distance of time, that He gratefully looked upon us, and that our
reparation really soothed His sorrow to some extent, and comforted and
strengthened Him in His agony (Devotion
to the Sacred Heart, Rockford, IL: TAN Books, 1978).
Prayer: This is a meditation prayer taken from the book “Consoling the Heart of Jesus” by Fr. Michael Gaitley (Marian Press, Stockbridge, MA, 2011):
Lord, Jesus, even though my sins are many, I know the mercy of your Heart. I’m sorry I was afraid to go to you. I’m sorry I left you alone. But look, here I am. Please forgive my sins. I’m going to try to do better. Please forgive their sins, too. Lord, if only they knew you, they’d love you. Lord, I can’t offer much right now except for my weak trust and love. Jesus, I do trust in you, and I love you. Praise you, Jesus, and thank you for everything, especially for what you’re suffering right now out of love for me. I’ve come to be with you, my friend. Don’t be sad. I love you, and there’s nowhere else I’d rather be than right here, praising you, thanking you, and consoling your broken Heart.
Our prayer to God:
Enter a quiet place in your heart
and picture the Garden of Olives. The apostles are asleep. Jesus is praying in
anguish to His father, and He is so alone. Go up to Him, place your hand on His
shoulder, and recite the above prayer. Stay with Him in silence, comfort and
love.
Jesus praying to God the Father in Gethsemane, Heinrich Hofmann, 1890
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