I woke up in the night and started to say the Rosary, focussing on the Sorrowful Mysteries. But now I had been there myself in Jerusalem this week.
At the Trial, I was by the Lion’s Gate next to the site of Pilate’s Antonia. Continuing up the road I was by the Church of the Flagellation, where I was robbed of my 100 euros by the Austrian Hostel. At the start of the Via Dolorosa I was by the Crowning of Thorns. Up the Via I was dragging my suitcase, and at the Church of the Holy Sepulchre I was witnessing the Crucifixion.
Jesus preaches today the Eucharist: “Anyone who does eat my flesh and drink my blood has eternal life.” (John 6:52-59)