Friday, April 06, 2007

Good Friday
The Action in the Passion

Readings: Isaiah 52:13—53:12; Psalm 31:2, 6, 12-13, 15-16, 17, 25; Hebrews 4:14-16; 5:7-9; John 18:1—19:42


Sisters and brothers, don’t you think it is a very strange and surprising thing that we are doing this afternoon? Have you noticed the title given to our liturgy today? This is no ordinary prayer service. It is not just a commemoration, or a reflection, or a meditation. No, what we are doing today is nothing less than a celebration, a Celebration of the Lord’s Passion. And, as the dictionary tells us, the word passion comes from the Latin root passio, meaning to be acted upon. Don’t you find this strange?

We live in a world that celebrates and values action, being in control, having the strength to take one’s life into one’s own hands, having the freedom to do whatever one wants. Isn’t that what we spend much of our lives doing – preparing and training ourselves to act? And here we are celebrating the Lord’s weakness and suffering, his handing over control of his life into the hands of his enemies, his submission to being acted upon by others, his Passion. Don’t you find it strange, if not bizarre? Do we really appreciate what we are doing here? Do we really know what it is we are celebrating?

You will remember that we already heard an account of the Lord’s Passion on Palm Sunday. That reading is always taken from one of the first three gospels, from Matthew, or Mark, or Luke. And you may have noticed, how in these three gospels, Jesus does seem to a large extent as one who meekly accepts all that befalls him. Like a lamb led to the slaughter, he is silent and submissive. And perhaps this is not far from how it actually happened two thousand years ago.

But things are a little different in the account of the Passion that we just heard. This reading on Good Friday is always taken from the gospel of John. And here, even though he endures essentially the same sufferings, we see a Jesus who always seems to be in control. At the garden across the Kedron valley, Jesus causes his captors to fall to the ground simply by saying, I am he. At the high priest’s palace, Jesus challenges the guard who strikes him. At the Praetorium, he turns the tables on the one interrogating him, leading Pilate to examine his own relationship to Truth. On the cross, he gives his Mother Mary and the disciple whom he loves to each other. In this account of the Passion, it is very clear that no one takes Jesus’ life from him. He freely lays it down on his own accord (see John 10:18).

What are we to make of this apparent difference? Rather than feeling like we have to choose between this account and the one we heard on Palm Sunday, are we not instead being invited to reflect more deeply on what is really happening to Jesus, on what Jesus is really doing? Isn’t John’s account of the Passion trying to lead us to see Jesus’ strength in his apparent weakness, to see his freedom in his submission, to see his action in his passion?

As we heard in the first reading today, the lamb led to the slaughter-house is also the one who freely chooses to bear our sufferings and carry our sorrows. The disfigured and humiliated one is also the one exalted to great heights. And this is the One in whom we profess our faith, the faith of which the second reading speaks. Even as we find ourselves living in a culture that values action, especially action on behalf of self, we dare to profess faith in the One who humbly submits to the will of the Father and learns obedience through suffering. We do this because we believe that this is what true strength and true freedom and true action looks like. We can joyfully celebrate Christ’s suffering and death, because we are led to see the action in his Passion.

Sisters and brothers, as we well know, our celebrations are meant to have an effect on our lives. Where is the action in our passion? Where is the passion in our action?
Holy Thursday (Evening Mass of the Lord’s Supper)
Moving and Remembering – Washing and Being Washed


Readings: Exodus 12:1-8, 11-14; Psalm 116:12-13, 15-16bc, 17-18; 1 Corinthians 11:23-26

(NB: The following reflection was submitted to Shalom. Permission to publish it here is presumed.)
I often find it easy and consoling to identify with the way in which Peter is portrayed in the gospels. I can, for example, empathize with his reaction in the gospel today. You shall never wash my feet. Like Peter, I too sometimes tend to think that it is I who should be doing things for the Lord and not the other way around. After all, doesn’t Jesus ask us to copy what I have done for you?

Yet isn’t it also true that we can only imitate Jesus to the extent that we have first experienced and continue to experience him washing our feet? If I do not wash you, you can have nothing in common with me. And isn’t it only when I continually remain present to the memory of what Christ does for me, for us, that I receive the strength and wisdom to move out and do likewise for others? Isn’t this what the Eucharist is all about? And isn’t this also the experience of the Exodus? The people were told to be ready to move – you shall eat hastily – but they were also told to rememberthis day is to be a day of remembrance for you?

We can move only when we first remember. We can wash others only when we allow ourselves to be washed.
How is Christ washing us today? How is he inviting us to wash others?

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Wednesday in Holy Week
Accepting the Truth that Sets Us Free

Readings: Isaiah 50:4-9a; Psalm 69:8-10, 21-22, 31 and 33-34; Matthew 26:14-25

For my part, I made no resistance…

As is sometimes the case, our opening prayer today gives us a useful perspective on the readings. Father, in your plan of salvation your Son Jesus Christ accepted the cross and freed us from the power of the enemy. Jesus’ acceptance of the cross brings freedom. And the readings help us to meditate more deeply upon the significance of these words, especially upon the connection between acceptance and freedom.

In the first reading, the servant of God makes no resistance to the sufferings that befall him/her. But this acceptance of abuse is not a sign of weakness. It is the result neither of timidity nor of the lack of self-esteem. Instead, it springs from a basic disposition of openness and receptivity to the Truth, to all that God has to say. Each morning he wakes me to hear, to listen like a disciple. Rather than a symptom of masochism or self-hate, the servant’s submission to suffering is the fruit only of a willingness to face and acknowledge the Truth in every circumstance, and to bear the full consequences of this radical openness to Reality. And, of course, we see this disposition of the suffering servant mirrored in the way in which Jesus sets his face like flint to meet his Passion. In the face of certain death, he freely chooses not to escape, but to remain faithful to his Father, even to the extent of voluntarily journeying to Jerusalem when his time is near. In so doing, Jesus demonstrates for us the meaning of his words in John 8:32: If you keep my word, you will be my disciples, you will know the truth and the truth will make you free.

In contrast, Judas – and, to some extent, the other disciples as well – is unreceptive to the Truth. Unable to accept the course that Jesus has chosen, he betrays his Master. And his allergy to the Truth is such that he even seems unable to accept that he will be the one who will betray Jesus. Not I, Rabbi, surely? And in succumbing to allergy instead of choosing to accept the Truth, Judas remains a slave to the power of the enemy who, as the Lord tells us, is the father of lies (John 8:44).

Presented with this liturgical meditation, perhaps we might be led to reflect on our own relationship to Truth. To what extent are we aware and accepting of God’s voice in all that life presents to us, whether it be in the situations we encounter, or the people we meet, or our own reactions to these? To what extent are we allergic? These are important questions to ponder, for upon them depends our freedom, and that of the rest of our world.

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Tuesday in Holy Week
Treading into the Night

Readings: Isaiah 49:1-6; Psalm 71:1-2, 3-4a, 5ab-6ab, 15 and 17; John 13:21-33, 36-38


Night had fallen… Now has the Son of Man been glorified…

Can the paradox be any sharper? Just at the moment when the wheels are set in motion that will take him down the road of humiliation, Jesus speaks of glory. In the midst of the darkest of nights, Jesus sets his sights on the Light that never fades. This is not something we ourselves find easy to do when we face our own dark nights. How is Jesus able to do this? What, we may wonder, might be going through his mind and heart at this time?
One is reminded of the game or spiritual exercise – depending on your point of view – that is often played at youth camps. You know – the one where someone is blindfolded and is then taken by the hand and led on a stroll by someone else. At the end of the stroll everyone shares their experience. I think some call it a faith walk. It’s an appropriate name, because the one who is blindfolded has to trust, has to have faith, in the hand that leads. Otherwise, s/he will either have to stumble around blindly or remain stationary. In either case, s/he will be crippled by the darkness.

Isn’t this a good image of what Jesus is going through in the gospel today? Isn’t this what enables him to somehow see glory in defeat? When the blindfold of his Passion begins to be wrapped tightly around his eyes, Jesus clings ever more firmly to his heavenly Father. Jesus trusts that even now the Father continues to hide him in the shadow of his hand, giving him the strength he needs to walk bravely into the night.
The first stanza of a poem by Minnie Louise Haskins comes to mind, the same words quoted by King George VI in his Christmas broadcast of 1939:

I said to the Man at the gate of the year ‘Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.’ And he replied, ‘Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the hand of God. That shall be to you better than light and safer than a known way!’ So I went forth and finding the Hand of God, trod gladly into the night. And He led me towards the hills and the breaking of day in the lone East.

What is your blindfold? How do you face the darkness of the night?

Monday, April 02, 2007

Monday in Holy Week
Nurturing the Crushed and the Wavering

Readings: Isaiah 42:1-7; Psalm 27:1, 2, 3, 13-14; John 12:1-11

He does not break the crushed reed, nor quench the wavering flame…

We may not be too impressed by this description of the suffering servant. Isn’t it quite natural that when one comes across a crushed reed – barely hanging on to life by a flimsy strip of plant material – one should refrain from breaking it off? And when one sees a wavering flame, isn’t it obvious that one should try to shield it from the draft instead of blowing it out? Who, we may think, would be so cruel and heartless as to do the opposite?

And yet, don’t we live in a society in which ex-convicts often find it difficult to start life anew? Don’t we take pride in belonging to a culture that, for all its benefits, sometimes so emphasizes the pursuit of efficiency and excellence that it overlooks effort? Don’t we sometimes cling so tightly to objective standards of perfection that we fail to notice the sweat dripping from the brows of those who try and try but still fail to measure up?

At some level, don’t I secretly agree with Judas’ objection in the gospel of today? How impractical and insensitive of Mary to present such an embarrassingly public display of affection! Couldn’t she have simply shaken Jesus’ hand or something? Couldn’t she have waited till they were alone? Yes, it’s not unlikely that had I been at Bethany that day, I would have simply broken the crushed reed, and quenched the wavering flame. It would have been the practical thing to do.

But, as we have had occasion to note before, Jesus sees far beyond appearances. He is not only concerned with the practical and the perfect. Beyond the awkwardness, he sees affection. Beyond the apparent waste of costly ointment, he sees an embrace of his own impending suffering. Beyond a simple act of anointing, he sees a preparation for his sojourn among the dead. He sees and he accepts. And miraculously the crushed reed is made whole, the wavering flame burns more brightly. Through the gentle ministrations of the suffering servant the captives are freed to enjoy a new life, a life to the fullest.

What are the crushed reeds and wavering flames in your life?