The sacrifice is done; yes, My Mass is complete;
But not My Mother's, and not yours, my other Self.
My Mother still must cradle in her arms
The lifeless body of the son she bore.
You too must part from those you love, and grief will come to you.
In your bereavements, think of this: A multitude of souls were saved by Mary's sharing in my calvary. Your grief, also, can be the price of souls.
Clarence Enzler, Everyone's Way of the Cross