Crown of Thorns Reflection

One Halloween years ago I was getting my costume ready. I was going as St. Philomena and my mom was pinning the crown of flowers around my head. One of the hair clips jabbed my head accidentally and led out an "ow!" Then it reminded me of how Jesus was pierced by a whole crown of long and thick thorns. After the soldiers slammed it on His head they pounded it into his very skull so that it would stay on. I saw that my own pain was absolutely nothing compared to what He endured. No matter what we suffer, whether it be physical, emotional, mental, or spiritual, will never add up to what Jesus suffered. He loves us that much and wants us to seek Him in times of sorrow and joy as well. There is nothing that He has held back from us: His Body, His Life, His Time, His message, His love, and even lowered Himself- body, blood, soul, and divinity, down to the Eucharist in the form of bread and wine. So why do we struggle in giving ourselves totally to Him? (I ask this more to myself than anyone else.)