Consider that Jesus, after having been scourged and crowned with thorns, was unjustly condemned by Pilate to die on the Cross.
I love Thee, my beloved Jesus; I love Thee more than myself; I repent with my whole heart of having offended Thee. Never permit me to separate myself from Thee again. Grant that I may love Thee always, and then do with me what Thou wilt.
Our Father, Hail Mary, Glory Be.
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When I was making the First Station I had drawn a picture of Jesus standing slightly behind Pilate who was addressing the crowd. I went over to my daughter’s house to pick up my grandson to baby-sit and she handed me my miraculous medal that I had left there. I put the miraculous medal on and later that evening started work drawing my pattern, when I heard a gentle voice say, “make Jesus bigger”. I thought, “but if I make Jesus bigger there won’t be any room for Pilate?” then I heard the voice say, “make Pilate smaller”. Doesn’t that just sound like our Blessed Mother? Make Jesus bigger! And so I did. I have been asking for Our Lady's help ever since.
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