A Stronger Me In My Own Existence

As I enter Holy Week, I cannot say I’ve walked through Lent untouched by temptation. These forty days have brought trials—both subtle and loud. Some came from within: doubts, distractions, weariness in prayer. Others came from without: frustrations, misunderstandings, unexpected burdens. It was a daily challenge to walk in faith, to trust, to surrender.

There were moments I faltered. Moments I wanted to give up. But in all honesty, I know I did not walk alone. The gentle prompting of the Holy Spirit, the silent intercession of my guardian angels—these unseen helps carried me when I could not carry myself. I am here, at the threshold of Holy Week, not by my own strength, but by grace.

Yesterday, during Mass, I was deeply moved by the grace of forgiveness. Not just the idea of it, but the weight of it. The mercy of God fell upon my heart like rain on parched ground. Jesus’ journey to the cross—His suffering, His sacrifice—is something I could never bear. I can only partially understand the depth of His love for humanity. But even that glimpse is enough to shake me.

“Surely he has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows… But he was pierced for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace…”

— Isaiah 53:4-5

This is not a story of guilt, but of love. Jesus did not endure the cross out of obligation. He embraced it out of love. His forgiveness is not earned by penance—it is received by faith. Every step He took toward Calvary was a step toward us.

This Holy Week, I walk slowly. I let the silence of Gethsemane settle into my bones. I linger at the foot of the cross, not to wallow in sorrow, but to remember that love bears all things, believes all things, endures all things. And that love is a Person.

A Prayer for Holy Week

Lord Jesus,

As I walk with You to the cross, give me the grace to stay close.

When I falter, lift me.

When I forget, remind me.

When I fall, carry me.

Help me to receive Your forgiveness not with guilt, but with gratitude.

Let this Holy Week not pass me by as just another season.

Let it transform me.

For Your glory, and by Your mercy.

Amen.




May God’s Blessings be upon each of is during Holy week 💕🙏

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