For 20 years, youths from across the Archdiocese of St. Paul and Minneapolis have brought Christ’s Passion to parishes by re-enacting the Stations of the Cross. Servants of the Cross, a family apostolate, began in 1998 with nine youths, and now approximately 50 young people between ages 6 and 23 take part.
The Stations of the Cross make that once-for-all event a reality we might touch here and now in these 14 particular stops along the way.
By Jim, Sandy and Rose Wenner Sts. Peter and Paul Parish, Richmond; owners of Wenner Funeral Home Faced with death, how shall we proceed? We all will die. We all will face death, be it our own mortality, the death of a parent, death of a spouse, death of a child or death of someone […]
By Sheila McCallum Pacem in Terris Retreat Center, Isanti The Stations of the Cross is our Savior’s journey as well as our own. He took this path first and left behind a map, so to speak, for us to follow, for he said, “If anyone wants to be a follower of mine, let him renounce […]
By Scott Athey St. Cloud seminarian, studying at the Pontifical North American College in Rome Jesus, I watch as your bruised and bleeding body collapses beneath the cross. You have so recently called me “friend.” Yet, I simply watch and come not to your aid. I listen to the guards as they mock and curse. […]
By Roxann Storms Pastoral assistant, Holy Spirit Parish, St. Cloud; and Franciscan Sister Maureen Kelly, Little Falls “My son. My beloved child!” What anguished cries were wrenched from Mary’s sorrowful heart, a heart Simeon foretold would be “pierced by a sword,” as she beheld her precious son on his walk to Calvary? Her own cross […]
By Bailey Walter Director of human resources, Diocese of St. Cloud When I set out to write this reflection with the title in mind, I wanted to write a reflection on friendship. How easy would that be? I have experiences of amazing friends who have offered me support and hospitality. The image of Simon carrying […]
By Sarah Heidelberger St. Bartholomew Parish, Villard My Jesus, here you are, hardly on the road to Calvary and already you are barely recognizable. Simon of Cyrene has been pressed into service to assist you in carrying the heavy cross on the narrow path while those around you push and jeer. Where are all of […]
By Crosier Father Ernie Martello Onamia Priory Jesus, you are like us in all things but sin. You are weak like us in your human nature. You have endured a lot already since the agony in the garden. Taken in hand, by the Temple guards, you are badly treated from the first moment of your […]
By Bridgette Powers Novice, St. Benedict’s Monastery, St. Joseph Jesus, in the eighth station of the cross, you meet women on the road to Calvary. These devoted women have braved the crowd to see you. You take the time to notice they are weeping for your pain. In spite of the fact that you are […]
By Ann Anosike Franciscan Community Volunteers, St. Cloud Jesus falls a third time despite having Simon help him carry the cross. In this experience, we witness how far God is willing to go to enmesh himself in the human condition. After falling two times before, he falls a third time from utter weakness and emptiness. […]
By Deacon Steve Yanish St. Francis Xavier Parish, Sartell As we arrive at the place of execution, I am shocked and ashamed as the soldiers so roughly rip the clothes off your scourged and welted back. I turn away. I cannot bear to watch, but I am also forced to look and see you stripped […]
By Anita Fischer Chaplain, St. Cloud Hospital We hang crucifixes over doors in our homes, front and center in churches, around necks and fingers and even from rear-view mirrors in cars. The crucifix is a powerful symbol that reminds us of surrender and sacrifice, love and triumph, even fear and hate. The chaos that surrounds […]
By Geralyn Nathe-Evans Member, St. Benedict Parish, Avon, and director of faith formation, St. Peter Parish and St. Paul Parish, St. Cloud This station brings us to the clear reality of Jesus’ death. I pause each and every time I pray this station. The initial thought of death can seem so very final, so sad, […]