I know a number of folks, including myself, whose spiritual files are a considerable mess. We have scads of prayer books and devotionals on our shelves, tucked in dresser drawers and sitting on our nights stands. That’s not a bad thing, but we haven’t touched most of them in years. We’ve subscribed to more email novenas and prayer-a-day lists than we could pray in a lifetime, much less daily.
So, when I think if the Eleventh Station: Jesus is Nailed to the Cross, I think of our Lord’s hands.
During his lifetime, Jesus used his hands to build along side of St. Joseph and work along side of his Blessed Mother. He blessed, prayed, and healed with his hands. His hands waved hello to friends, and multiplied loaves and fishes to feed the multitudes.
We participate in that disrobing every time we treat our own bodies with less that the respect they deserve. Whether poor health habits, immodest dress or behavior, lustful behavior, or egotistic adornment, when we do not honor our own bodies as temples of the Holy Spirit, we dishonor the Body of the One who gave all for our salvation.
He endured the disrobing of his Body so that we would stop disrobing ours.