And my face will hit the floor at the beginning of this holy celebration. All else will be forgot. And I will enter in to the sacred sufferings of Jesus, the holy passion of Christ. In the midst of a world in turmoil and a mind on fire - teetering with exhaustion - there I will find my peace. Dressed in red, kneeling beside the Cross of my Friend, there I will contemplate His wounds.
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