But, it is something I enjoy doing; talking about the little discoveries of my mind. That can happen often, too. Just not like a cool discovery (eg. I discovered that ((at least, sprinkler related)) plugs in Spanish is topanes and that a little sprinkler part is called "coples"), but one nevertheless.
I was praying the Rosary on the way back home from Sacramento with Lance and was trying to meditate on the third sorrowful mystery when a thought struck me. This (the mystery, or event in Jesus' passion) could probably be the biggest thing Jesus did in my eyes. Jesus was scourged, nailed to the cross, beaten and falsely detracted many times, but Him being crowned opened up something to me.
Jesus was crowned with a mock-crown of thorns, each digging deeply into his skin; tearing off his flesh. All the while he was being beaten and mocked, each comment an offense to His infinitely perfect nature as God the Son. All of us wish to defend ourselves or to retaliate when treated wrongly because of pride. If Jesus had any ounce of pride, any at all, He would immediately lash out against those who were mocking and it would be totally justified. 100%. But Jesus' love for us was so great that He took it all. He accepted being mocked and beaten: He accepted the Crown of Thorns. When this thought crossed my head it struck me that Jesus must have loved every single one of us to accept His being mocked and beaten upon; to accept His entire passion. If He had any ounce pride, or any second-thought about His love for us, Christ wouldn't follow through with what He suffered. It makes the lyric I heard in a song run through my head over and over again.
Never underestimate my Jesus.
Cheers
