Mistakes in the understanding of the Holy Mass and liturgical changes: lack of understanding of the Golgotha

After the preface, Christ receives His cross. He walks the streets of Jerusalem, but before He embarks on this painful march, the world will hail Him a traitor worthy of death on the cross. The mouths that he desires to feed, the cheeks from which he desires to wipe off tears, all that is changing into the terrible faces of murderers, who in a blind rage, like ravenous wolves, demand the blood of the Innocent. The crowd of murderers, frightening in the strength of this hatred, terrifies Pilate. He surrenders and hands over innocent blood. The entire Heaven falls on its face, because the verdict has been pronounced and God has been handed over to blasphemers, handed over at the mercy of sinners, so they may torture His poor body and destroy it by all means. O how holy and innocent is the One who has been sentenced, how millions of angels rejoice that He has accepted this suffering and fulfilled the Will of the Father. He will open Heaven to lost souls and bring them back to paradise, but how many more tears will be shed before this occurs.

Christ is glorified to the Heavens, to Heaven raises the adoration and the signing of the soul of the grieving Mother. How great is the One in whom there is no shred of bitterness or sorrow towards the Father, even though He innocently accepts the greatest punishment. Our ”Holy, Holy” should be sung in honor of this King, who embarks in an angelic procession, full of dignity, even though humanly on par with an animal and rushed to an inhumane death. Through this singing, we are joining with the signing of the angels, who admittedly grieving, are worshiping Christ for His innocence and purity with which He accepts the hatred of the whole world, directed against Himself. Our ”Holy, Holy” throws flowers under the feet of the marching Christ, sheets silk under His feet, kisses on the wounded face: the adoration of the Church, His Bride being born in pain.

When Christ is nailed to the cross, our thoughts should be with Him. We should unite with His Sacrifice our own helplessness, in which we are unable to make any move. One more ”fiat” – may Thy Will be done in my infirmity, illness, stupidity, sinfulness, weakness. I surrender all this to You God, and I count on Your mercy, because in the hands of these ”enemies” I am helpless. May the strokes of the hammer be for us strokes into our hearts. May they shake us, so that we do not sleep away our life.  After each stroke inflicted to Christ – a silent groan, but perseverance. May the same groan come out of our hearts, but let us never abandon the path of God through suffering, because God will bring relief, only we should ask with confidence.


Translated from : Tajemnica Mszy świętej według św. Ojca Pio na podstawie Orędzi na Czasy Ostateczne które własnie nadeszły, Grzechynia 2013, p. 37-38 –