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12 | The <strong>Good</strong> <strong>Counsel</strong> Courier Vol. 4 | Issue 2 | April 26, 2012<br />

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The <strong>Good</strong> <strong>Counsel</strong> Courier | 13<br />

The Crucifixion <strong>of</strong> Jesus<br />

Chrism Mass<br />

By Colby Clayton, 6A<br />

“CRUCIFY HIM!<br />

CRUCIFY HIM!”<br />

My ears suddenly<br />

opened when I heard<br />

the word “crucify.” I<br />

was leaning against a<br />

small stone building<br />

next to a small fruit cart and tried to<br />

somehow find a way to glance over the<br />

large crowd to see what was going on. I<br />

got on the tips <strong>of</strong> my toes; I tried to stand<br />

up on the fruit cart next to me until the<br />

merchant shoved me <strong>of</strong>f onto the hot,<br />

bumpy road. I didn’t see anything that<br />

was going on except the heads <strong>of</strong> the<br />

crowd turning to look at each other. My<br />

left check rested on the road for a few<br />

seconds feeling the warmth the road had<br />

to <strong>of</strong>fer.<br />

It was a hotter day than usual, the sun<br />

beat down waves <strong>of</strong> heat so you could<br />

see them on the road which was getting<br />

warmer by the second. I decided the best<br />

option I had was to squeeze through the<br />

crowd. I held out my right arm and started<br />

to gently nudge people out <strong>of</strong> the way.<br />

Some <strong>of</strong> the people didn’t appreciate my<br />

rudeness as I stepped on their feet, and<br />

I apologized as they swore at me. Now<br />

I was close enough to see that a man in<br />

shining armor with a large, sharp sword,<br />

stood there next to an innocent looking<br />

man with slightly long hair, a short<br />

beard, and his hands cuffed. “He shall be<br />

crucified!” the man in armor exclaimed<br />

and the entire crowd cheered, everyone<br />

except me. I starred hard at the innocent<br />

looking man trying to recognize him.<br />

Then it suddenly hit me as if someone<br />

threw a rock at my head and said “It’s<br />

Jesus!” Jesus Jesus! The name Jesus<br />

echoed through my brain. The one who<br />

comes in the name <strong>of</strong> the Lord; known as<br />

the Messiah. I’ve known about Jesus ever<br />

since the time my brother was fatally ill.<br />

It was a hot day and my brother lay<br />

in his bed with his eyes closed. My<br />

mother was <strong>of</strong>f trying to find a doctor<br />

or someone who could help my brother<br />

Tom. I sat in a wooden chair next to his<br />

bed being there for him in case he needed<br />

something. Every few minutes he would<br />

make a request like “Patrick, could you<br />

please give me some water” or “Can<br />

you get me another blanket” I obeyed<br />

the request and provided it as quickly as<br />

possible. Suddenly, my mother walked<br />

into the bedroom where Tom was resting<br />

with a man. “This kind sir’s name is Jesus,<br />

and he is willing to help us revive Tom,”<br />

My mother said gently. I lifted myself out<br />

<strong>of</strong> my seat and looked at him, his eyes<br />

staring into mine. “Do you have faith<br />

that I can do this” He asked. “I do,” I<br />

said back to him. “Alright then,” he said<br />

as he touched Tom’s forehead. “Rise,” he<br />

commanded to Tom and Tom obeyed. Tom<br />

stood up looking better than he had ever<br />

in his life. We all stood in amazement.<br />

Jesus is condemned to death, Eric Sobocinkski,<br />

Troy Bloesch and Nick Belecanech is Pontius<br />

Pilate.<br />

A few years passed and his healing<br />

Ministry had grown. Jesus was known for<br />

the miracles he had performed. Now they<br />

are going to kill him for blasphemy. As<br />

the crowd cheered on like warriors who<br />

had won a battle a soldier standing in the<br />

crowd stood forward<br />

with a whip in his hand.<br />

He began to whip poor<br />

Jesus and I watched in<br />

horror as each whip at<br />

him was harder. I had to<br />

do something. I shoved<br />

through the crowd and<br />

started to make my way<br />

to the stone staircase to<br />

the large temple until<br />

two large soldiers twice<br />

the size <strong>of</strong> me stood in<br />

my path. “What do you<br />

think you’re doing” One says to me in a<br />

booming voice. I try to run past the two <strong>of</strong><br />

them without an answer but they are too<br />

quick. One grabs me and the other throws<br />

a giant fist into my face and before I could<br />

feel the impact, I was out. I wake up lying<br />

on the hot road again. This time the crowd<br />

is flowing up the hill to Calvary where<br />

criminals go to be crucified. But Jesus<br />

was no criminal. I race through the streets<br />

Veronica wipes the face<br />

<strong>of</strong> Jesus Eric Sobocinski,<br />

Allison Risell is Veronica.<br />

Resurrection <strong>of</strong> Jesus! Eric<br />

Sobocinski is Jesus.<br />

crashing into people not caring that they<br />

curse at me. I run up the steep, sandy hill,<br />

some <strong>of</strong> the crowd members are walking<br />

down the hill, until I finally get to the top<br />

to see what is happening.<br />

Most <strong>of</strong> the crowd has left, but now<br />

there are only the ones<br />

who are crying. I look up<br />

to see that Jesus’ lifeless<br />

body is dangling from a<br />

cross with nails driven into<br />

his feet and hands. Blood is<br />

dripping from large gashes<br />

on his body and a crown<br />

<strong>of</strong> thorns is on his head.<br />

Tears slowly drip down my<br />

cheek as I try to choke them<br />

back. Never once have I<br />

seen death and I don’t wish<br />

to ever see it again. I can’t<br />

look at his body anymore so I walk down<br />

the hill almost tripping. I sit down on a<br />

sandy patch at the bottom <strong>of</strong> the hill and<br />

try to process what had just happened.<br />

As I think <strong>of</strong> Jesus, I think <strong>of</strong> one positive<br />

thing. All <strong>of</strong> the miracles he performed<br />

were true and his death was his biggest<br />

miracle. He may not have given faith to<br />

all, but he had given it to me.<br />

Source: Bible Luke, John<br />

Parishioners and confirmands from<br />

the parish attended the Chrism Mass on<br />

Monday evening, April 2, 2012 at the<br />

Cathedral <strong>of</strong> St. Mary <strong>of</strong> the Assumption.<br />

Most Reverend David M. O’Connell,<br />

Bishop <strong>of</strong> Trenton, was the main<br />

celebrant and homilist.<br />

The sacred oils were blessed for the<br />

coming year and all priests renewed<br />

their personal dedication to Christ. The<br />

renewal <strong>of</strong> commitment ended with an<br />

invitation from the Bishop to all present<br />

to pray, first for the priests <strong>of</strong> the Diocese,<br />

and then for him.<br />

Stephen Lucasi, the music director for<br />

our parish also leads the Diocesan Festival<br />

Choir and Dr. Martha Mercantini, cantor<br />

<strong>of</strong> <strong>Our</strong> <strong>Lady</strong>’s Parish, also cantored the<br />

Chrism Mass.<br />

All present were invited for light<br />

refreshments in the Dining Hall<br />

immediately following the Chrism Mass<br />

where a picture was taken with Bishop<br />

O’Connell, Father Damian, Father Jim,<br />

and the soon to be ordained, Rev. Mr.<br />

<strong>Matthew</strong> <strong>Pfleger</strong>, newly assigned as the<br />

Parochial Vicar <strong>of</strong> <strong>Our</strong> <strong>Lady</strong>’s Parish as <strong>of</strong><br />

July 1.<br />

The following parishioners and<br />

students attended the Chrism Mass: Dr.<br />

Linda Dix, Laura Kowalick, Jean Kutter<strong>of</strong>f,<br />

Mary Kiefner, Morgan Snowden, Courtney<br />

Pellegrino, Katherine, Elizabeth, Natalie,<br />

Lucy, and Joel Graham,<br />

JoAnne Campbell, Annemarie<br />

Brownmiller, Sharon Brdlik,<br />

John Scanlon, Jeff Gueiss,<br />

Susan Dowiak, Kay and Frank<br />

Feeney, Julia Majewski, Bo<br />

and Norma Minnick, Carol<br />

Nash, Sister Rosemarie, Betty<br />

Wagner, <strong>Deacon</strong> Ed Heffernan<br />

and John and Maureen Sherry.<br />

<strong>Good</strong> <strong>Counsel</strong> Group at the Chrism Mass with Bishop O’Connell.<br />

Holy Oils and the Youth Group Presenters.

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