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It is by humility that we can learn to hide with our wounds beside Jesus the crucified. He shares our weakness.

He showed Himself as the door, opened more eagerly for those who resemble Him in wounds or in love, or who know His name.

Christ showed me how He accepts all the pain that I accept for myself, and applies it, tenderly, as balm to His wounds.

Christ lifted my soul in prayer, as I held on to Him, the crucified, united by wounds, suffering as one.

The grace of Christ pours upon others through us, especially through our wounds, when our lives are entirely his.

So long as I confess and accept my wounds, he explained, he will be able to 'shine' through me, to help other souls.

Through repentance and faith in Christ we allow Him to draw us into the heart of the Holy Trinity

Through repentance and faith in Christ we allow Him to draw us into the heart of the Holy Trinity

He showed me the appearance of His wounds after His Scourging, and showed how our sacrifices, united with His, can be offered in one prayer to the Father.

"By His Holy and Glorious Wounds". At the Easter Vigil Mass, I offered the one truly perfect prayer: Christ's own prayer, at the altar.

A very sinful person is in a pitiful state, in God's sight, and in the 'sight' of those who are permitted by God to 'read' souls - as the sickest of sick human beings. Someone in serious sin, who denies that he is sinful, or persists in it, is like a person with festering sores who refuses to have his wounds treated.

A person who acts in hatred towards his fellow-creatures is as if shouting out to Christ on the Cross: "No, I won't serve You. I refuse to love my neighbour". In his hatred he is more disfigured than the bleeding figure of Christ, because the man becomes less than a man, and very undignified, through his hatred. Christ was perfect man, and God, in His charity, even when He was almost unrecognisable through His many wounds.

A person who has successfully struggled against sin or temptation might expect to feel joyful, not tearful and half-dead. Yet he is like a man who is just leaving a battlefield, who only then sees his ragged uniform, and his wounds. It takes time to recover, and to regain equilibrium.

All who persevere in love, and enter heaven, find that the blind, the lame, the deaf are healed. No-one suffers shame in Heaven. All are forgiven; and they are as joyful as carefree children. And no-one is sick or disabled. They might bear visible wounds, as Jesus does; but the formerly blind now see, the lame walk, the deaf hear; and everyone - the Blessed Trinity, and all the Saints, and all the Angels - is beautiful!

We cannot carry our baggage into Heaven. We can only carry a charitable heart, and a pure mind full of pure thoughts, and pure intentions in everything, out of love for God. If we have sins, or ambitions, or grudges, or wounds unforgiven, or feuds, or hearts full of anger or self-pity, it will be, at death, as though we are trying to 'check in'; but we are being asked to surrender all we own, before our 'flight' to Heaven, with the Holy Spirit.