Do not be tempted to act in violence against those who do wrong. Think of the nail in my hands and the scourge on my back.
When the way of sin is convenient, and the way of righteousness will bring you hardship, think of the holes in my feet, the many bones fragmented after my tiring walk with the cross.
When you are so broken and dejected and fall over in despair, have hope knowing that the very man who pierced my heart with a spear is a saint in heaven. There is no depth so low that I am not there with you.
A crown of thorns belongs to those who love me. Peace resides in the heart of those who wear it.
The Lamp Stand 