Holy Friday is the day when Christ´s loneliness reaches the most dramatic apex of His life, and as a consequence, also of humanity.

The life, mission and tragedy that Christ lived during His passion, death and resurrection, become particularly alive and palpitating during the Paschal Triduum.

 

“The One Eternally Accompanied”,
“came to what was his own,
but his own people did not accept Him”

 

Oh Divine Family that, in Your warmth of home, You are Yourself Three…![…]

If God were not Family, He would not be happy, or blissful, and then He would not be God. […] But God willed that His Son on earth, could also know the home-warmth of His Mother and of Saint Joseph.

In those moments when You most needed the company of Your friends, You find Yourself completely alone: “Peter, are you asleep? Could you not keep watch for one hour with me?” “Watch and pray that you enter not into temptation.” […]
“If you are looking for me, let these men go.” […]

They all fled. […] Not all! […] One “friend” does Jesus have! A “friend” who is not asleep: […] If Jesus, on feeling so lonely, had somehow not known about the betrayal of Judas, which is impossible, then, upon seeing him approaching, He would have felt comfort; because He saw one of His friendsk, […] coming towards Him with the greatest gesture of love: a kiss! A kiss that, deposited on the divine cheek of el Solo, was the greatest sign of His loneliness and abandonment. […]

“This is your hour, the time for the power of darkness.” […] The infinite Holiness has been condemned to death! […] And for thirty coins was the Freedom par excellence sold! […]

So terrible a loneliness that of “el Solo”…! […] “They struck the shepherd and the sheep were scattered.” […]

And the divine Master emerges very much “accompanied” by those soldiers, and, on crossing the courtyard, He earnestly seeks with His gaze the gaze of Peter who stood there. And He looks at him with His loving forgiveness… […] A gaze that made Peter burst into tears and bitterly weep. […]

Jesus, […] I want to accompany You, throughout this night. […]

And at the break of that dark day of Good Friday, […] You are led back and forth to those chiefs and little men who inhumanly made mockery […] of the Word of Life. […]

– “Do you not know that I have power to release you and I have power to crucify you?” […]

Pilate…! […] You find no guilt in the prisoner…! […] And you, oh fool! You command to have the infinite Justice scourged, […] like an evil doer. […]

Oh…! Where are the friends of the divine Master?[…]

Mary, united to the soul of Her Son in each and every moment of these torments, and having become one with Him, was experiencing in Her soul of the Mother of God the whole terrible tragedy of the Word Incarnate.

Those men, blinded and manipulated by Hell, […] make up new mockeries… […] One of the soldiers, […] crying out, exclaims: “Was he not a king? Let’s make a crown for him then!” […] Then, weaving a crown of thorns, they placed it on His head and began to call out to him, “Hail, king of the Jews!” […]

Oh terrible grief of Christ’s soul…! […] Oh Jesus! Today I want to kiss Your divine cheeks, […] Your head pierced by thorns, and Your body destroyed by the scourging. […]

And, at the words of Pilate, “Behold, the Man,” people cry out: “Crucify Him, crucify Him!”

Moment of desolation…! […] “I looked for consolers but I found none.” ¡El Solo…! And with His cross upon His shoulders, […] el Solo walks along as His betrayers keep Him company. […] The soldiers, fearful of not being able to hang Him on the cross, hire a man. […] Had the divine Teacher found a friend in that Cirenean? No, he also was forced to carry the cross. […]

And Jesus seeks the only friendly gaze that, in His earthly journey He always was able to find and savour its affection and familial warmth. And both gazes merge. The Mother and the Son have met and they have merged in one same pain….!

Now is Jesus accompanied! Now el Solo has found, like in Bethlehem, Nazareth and throughout all His life, His oasis in His hard journey…! […]

One man raises the hammer above the hand of the Master… […] What would the Virgin feel at each blow of the hammer? […] Now has the Word of Life been nailed to the cross…! […] and He is ready for the celebration of the first Mass where redemption will be consummated. […] “Father, forgive them, they do not know what they do!” […]

El Solo finds Himself between two condemned men like Him, and one of them, cleaves to that divine gaze: “Lord, remember me when you come into your Kingdom.” […]

And the divine Friend, tells him: “Today you will be with me in Paradise.” El Solo, in finding a friendly gaze, makes him a Saint…! Saint Dismas. […]

The Author of life feels that the life of his humanity is fading away, […] and looking at the Virgin, […] tells Her while pointing at John: “Woman, behold your son.” Jesus gives us His Mother as our Mother. […] And looking at John, He tells him: “Behold, your Mother.” And in John, all of us being represented, He makes us children of Mary. […]

El Solo turns His gaze […] to the Father, and He sees that the Infinite Holiness turns against Him since He is representing sin. And in a heart-rending and most painful grief of raw loneliness, […] el Solo cries out: “My God, my God, why have You forsaken me…?” […]

Oh terrible loneliness of Christ’s soul![…] “I thirst!” Yes, Father, I thirst that they may know You, and so they may know You, “I sanctify myself for them.” […]

“It is finished!” And turning towards the Father, […] He gives up His last breath: “Father, into your hands I commend my spirit!” At that moment, the earth trembles, […] and the whole of creation cries out in protest with a heart-rending and tearful cry at the unjust death of its Creator. […] The sun hides itself to avoid witnessing that terrible crime. […]

Jesus can no longer suffer…! Now the Man is face to face in the light of glory inside the Divine Family, with the fatherly bosom of God open for all His children…!

Now it seems that all is joy and contentment…!

But no. Mary, at the foot of the cross, experiences a terrible contrast in Her most holy soul. On the one hand, She is partaking in the joy of Her Son, She feels happy as She is united to the soul of Christ; but on the other hand, She is Mother of the Church still in exile; since Mary is like a prolongation of Her Son, She is, now more than ever, la Sola. […]

And, la Sola, after having buried with those holy men, the body of Jesus, returns alone, with Her terrible tragedy of un-encompassing loneliness, across those very paths that el Solo had walked to celebrate, as the Most High Priest, His bloody Mass for the glory of God and the sanctification of humankind.

 
Mother Trinidad de la Santa Madre Iglesia
 
An extract from the writing: “EL SOLO.”   From the book: “La Iglesia y su misterio.”

Fragment of the video of Mother Trinidad “God is infinite mercy Who pours Himself upon us men at the Incarnation “, recorded on August 20th, 1992 (press PLAY):

God is the Divine Family of infinite charity in His One Trinity, the One Eternally Accompanied in Himself and of Himself, needing not anything outside Himself, having in Himself everything that can be longed for or yearned for. (15-9-63)
How awe-inspiring is the containment of the mystery of redemption, that made Jesus live, at one same instant, with God in an incomprehensible dimension, and with all men in His self-giving of love, in His need for response, and in such an ungrateful refusal on their part! (22-9-74)
Today everybody speaks about the marginalised… But who remembers Eternal Love, left out, unknown, forgotten and even despised and offended? There is no room to think about Him! The foolish human being forgot Love and excluded Him. (25-5-78)