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| Holy Friday |
It's three o'clock in the afternoon, he hears a scream and then all is quiet.
Day of the Triumph of the Cross and even the sky seems to remind us that , day of sorrow , day of the great priest , a day of blood , the day when the promise of the Last Supper becomes reality , here is the perfect Sacrifice, "this is my body , this is my blood", I have just says Jesus today , look at me, I am!
Let us embrace one another in the sign of the Cross, and let's get to console the afflicted, clothe the poor, feed the hungry, visit the imprisoned, stroking the sick, to bring all the hope that never dies and does not disappoint, in all run to say: the Cross and the Saints will be your righteousness!
This love we disarm because it responds to blows with caresses, scratch with benevolence and harsh words Crucify! Let him be crucified!
With sweet words of salvation, Father, forgive them for they know not what they do.
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