Station 4 -Jesus meets his mother- She is there. His mother. Almost swallowed up in the jeering mob. There are a few sympathizers. But they are silent for the most part. “To what shall I compare you, O daughter of Jerusalem?… For great as the sea is your distress.” (Lam 2:13). She stands- Mater dolorosa. She peers out at him. he looks at her. “Who is my mother? Who are my brothers?” (Matt 12:48). His eyes are riveted on her. “Whoever does the will of my heavenly Father…” (Matt 12:50). His love is infinite. His life is finite.
Station 5- Simon helps Jesus-He needs help. No one knows this better than the soldiers. Had they not beaten him? Didn’t one of the more ingenious among them weave a crown of thorns? Had they not slammed their reeds against his head with brutal mockery? (Mark 15:16-19). “Destroy this temple and in three days I will rebuild it” (John 2:19). Indeed! He can’t even make the short distance to Golgotha!
Station 6- Veronica wipes Jesus’ Face-She steps forward. bright dreams now faded into disappointed hope etch lines of hesitancy around her eyes. Veronica. No one stops her. A towel. A face. Blood, dirt, sweat. “….your face will never be ashamed “(Ps. 34:6). An imprint. A sharing. As always, nothing is offered him that is not returned a hundredfold, “behold we have left all things…”(Mark 10:28). He shares. He always does.