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Christ, by His Passion, death, Resurrection and Ascension, made a way into Heaven - a way in which we can follow.

By meditating on Christ's Passion we become grateful to Him and compassionate towards others

Christ looks tenderly on our remembrance of His sacred Passion. He loves our devotion, and sees how we advance in humility.

Christ's Precious Blood was poured out in a torrential flood, for all ages, so that we may bathe therein.

He showed me the Cross, upright, His Mother beneath it, and His Blood in a vast out-pouring, flowing over me.

He showed me the Cross, upright, His Mother beneath it, and His Blood in a vast out-pouring, flowing over me.

He showed me the Cross, upright, His Mother beneath it, and His Blood in a vast out-pouring, flowing over me.

I saw the torment of Christ, and the narrow way through which humanity was led back to God, the way of the Cross.

I saw that the vast out-pouring of God's grace was made possible by the bloody offering of the broken body on Calvary.

I saw that the vast out-pouring of God's grace was made possible by the bloody offering of the broken body on Calvary.

I saw that the vast out-pouring of God's grace was made possible by the bloody offering of the broken body on Calvary.

Asking Christ about how to love, he appeared to the eyes of my soul. I saw Him nailed to the cross, teaching that it is to this extent that we should love and serve others.

I saw, on Good Friday, that Christ had truly been "pierced through" for our faults.

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

Christ Hangs on the cross, in agony. This was the consummation of His earthly life, yet we demand glory.

I saw Jesus, crucified and bloody, head bowed in torment.This is where love brought Him.

I saw Jesus, crucified and bloody, head bowed in torment.This is where love brought Him.

Jesus said, in my soul, 'I did this for you', and showed me the extremes of suffering He went for love of me. He suffered torment, out of love for us all.

As Christ came to our Altar at the Consecration, I saw a high, dark window into time. Christ was dying in agony on the cross, amidst storms.

The sorrowful Virgin Mary holds her Son Jesus after his death, pierced to the heart with sorrow, but full of faith. We too can believe and trust, with God's help, even when we do not fully understand.