This nail, this very first nail...

This nail, this very first nail.


The noise of this first nail, made by the hammer. This very instant where suffering became our fault. This flesh opening under the metal and the furor of the crowd and a system still echoes every time your suffering takes possession of your sight.


And the second nail before the third, as unjust than the first one, confirmed the blindness of those who judge. The third one, the one that went through the feet, with more and more hits of the hammer. And the tears : His tears and His eyes going  thoroughly the sky with His questions and our certainty and the silence of the clouds coming.


The searing pain of the one in hospital, the threading pain of this sorrow darkening the days, bring us close to Him, and we understand that at this moment we are alone as He was, for ever, prisoner of an eternal night.


For Him and because of us, we must forgive our human condition whose purpose escapes from our understanding. We need more compassion *  for those who suffer, in memory of Him.






*From Webster:    *Origin: Middle English, from Anglo-French or Late Latin; Anglo-French, from Late Latin compassion-, compassio, from compati to sympathize, from Latin com- + pati to bear, suffer — more at patient.
First use: 14th century






Jean Bucquet
October 2017