The Feast of the Exaltation of the Holy Cross
The instrument of our Master’s death is the instrument of His Triumph
It’s about the wood of the cross that hung the Savior of the world. It’s about the actual cross that was found by St. Helena on her pilgrimage in the 300’s AD and venerated for centuries. It’s about the cross around your neck, at one end of your rosary, on your wall. It’s about the sign we mark ourselves with every time we cross ourselves in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. It’s about all these things I suppose, and so much more. If one of the most horrific forms of execution can become transformed into the instrument of supreme redemption and life, then with God, all things are really possible.
Behold the wood of the cross,
on which hung the Savior of the world.
Come, let us adore.
We worship you, Lord,
we venerate your cross,
we praise your resurrection.
Through the cross you brought joy to the world.
Glory to you, Jesus, Savior,
your cross gives us life.