Today we begin our journey to Calvary. On Easter, we may sing with joy, "O death, where is thy sting?"
Today, we recall with trembling the terrible lamentation of Our God Incarnate looking upon the city He had chosen.
"Jerusalem, Jerusalem, thou that killest the prophets, and stonest them that are sent unto thee, how often would I have gathered together thy children, as the hen doth gather her chickens under her wings, and thou wouldest not."
Remember, O man, that thou art dust, and unto dust thou shalt return.
Let us keep before us this Quatrogesima that this may be our last chance to hearken to His voice and seek the protection He offers to His children gathered together.
Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, be merciful to me, a sinner.