CHAPTER IV. How Very Faithful His Passion Was
The Servant.--Lord, if I forget Thy
worth, Thy gifts, Thy benefits, and all things, still one thing moves me and
goes to my very heart; this is, when I well reflect not only on the way of our
salvation, but also on its unfathomably faithful way. Dear Lord, many a one so
bestows a gift on another, that his love and faith are better known by his way
than by his gift. A small gift in a faithful way is often better than a great
one without this way. Now Lord, not only is Thy gift so great, but also the way
of it, methinks, is so unfathomably faithful. Thou didst not only suffer death
for me, but Thou didst also seek whatever is deepest in love, whatever is most
intimate and hidden, in which suffering can or may be experienced. Thou didst
really do as though Thou hadst said: Behold all hearts, if ever a heart was so
full of love; look on all my limbs; the noblest limb I have is my heart; my
very heart have I permitted to be pierced through, to be slain and consumed,
and bruised into small pieces, that nothing in me or upon me might remain
unbestowed, so that ye might know my love. Alas! Lord, how was it in Thy mind,
or what were Thy thoughts? Might one not indeed learn something farther on this
head?
Eternal Wisdom.--Never was there a thirsty
mouth that longed so ardently for the cool fountain, nor a dying man for the
pleasant days of life, as I longed to help all sinners and to render Myself
beloved of them. Sooner couldst thou recall the days that are gone, sooner
couldst thou make green all withered flowers, and gather up every drop of rain,
than possess the power to measure the love which I bear to thee and all
mankind. And, therefore, was I so covered with marks of love that one could not
have placed the small point of a needle on any spot of My lacerated body that
had not its particular love-mark. My right arm stretched out; My left very
grievously distended; My right foot perforated; My left cruelly transfixed;
that I hung fainting, and in great distress of My divine limbs; all My delicate
members were immovably fastened to the hard bed of the cross. My hot blood,
because of My anguish, burst forth in many a wild gush, which overflowed My
expiring body, so that it was a most piteous sight to see. Behold a lamentable
thing! My young, My fair and blooming body began to fade, to wither and pine
away, My weary and tender back had a hard pillow on the rough cross, My heavy
body gave way, My whole frame was gashed with wounds, and like one great sore,
and all this My loving heart willingly endured.