Cuts and Bruises on the Journey of Life: A Meditation on Holy Thursday

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“He took a towel and tied it around his waist. Then he poured water into a basin and began to wash the disciples’ feet” (John 13:5).

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A week ago, Pope Francis made the headlines again.

Dozens of cameras captured the aging pope as he knelt down to kiss the feet of two men dressed elegantly in dark suits.

It was a strange – but meaningful – gesture.

They weren’t ordinary men.

For the last five years, they’d fought against each other in a brutal civil war that killed thousands of people.

Tired of the violence, they put down their weapons, deciding to build a unified government instead.

Once sworn enemies, they were now the president and vice president-elect of South Sudan.

Eager to support their efforts for peace, Pope Francis invited them to the Vatican for a two-day retreat – a retreat, which started surprisingly by having their feet washed with a kiss.

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Such a simple but humbling gesture was something the pope learned straight from Jesus.

In the Gospel, for example, Jesus kneels down to wash his disciples’ feet.

At that time, such a gesture was considered normal.

People didn’t drive on well-paved roads like we do today. They walked along dry and dusty paths, so it was common to catch a pebble or two in your sandal as you walked.

When guests arrived at person’s home, it was polite to wash their feet, because they were often covered with dust, cuts, and bruises because of the journey.

But is Jesus washing his disciples’ feet simply to be polite? Or is he sending them a stronger message?

It’s the last night of his life on earth. Surely Jesus isn’t wasting time on pleasantries.

Rather, this gesture of bathing bruised feet was intended to be deeply meaningful for them, as it should be for us gathered here tonight.

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Like the disciples, we’ve all journeyed on various paths in life, paths that are too often strewn with pebbles.

Anyone who’s walked a mile on this earth knows that life has a way of wounding us, of scraping our feet as we go.

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What are the pebbles caught in my sandal tonight? What experiences have wounded me, or worn me down? Where do I need to be healed by God?

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These are precisely the wounds that Jesus wants to touch, to bathe.

It doesn’t matter where we’ve been – what roads we’ve walked – Jesus is here tonight, ready to lead us back to God, because that’s where we belong.

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But remember his words that follow: “I have given you a model to follow, so that as I have done for you, you should also do.”

That is, pour water over one another’s feet, because everyone’s had a pebble or two caught in their sandal; everyone has had their share of cuts and bruises from this journey called life.

Don’t judge them for it.

Bathe them with compassion and forgiveness, instead, just as Jesus does for us.

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As strange as it seemed watching Pope Francis kneel down to kiss the feet of men recently engaged in civil war, it was a reminder to all of us of our need to be agents of healing – not judgment – in our world today.

How might we be that agent healing – of reconciliation – at home, at work, at school, in the world?

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“As I have done for you,” Jesus says, “so you should also do.”

 

Monday of Holy Week: Giving Thanks (John 12:1-11)

“Six days before Passover Jesus came to Bethany…they gave a dinner for him there” (Jn. 12:1-2).

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In the Gospel, Jesus is six days away from his death.

How timely it is, then, that Mary, Martha, and Lazarus extended a dinner invitation to Jesus to thank him for all he’s done.

Notice how they show their gratitude for him in different ways.

Lazarus opens his home. Martha prepares and serves the meal. And Mary spends all she has on a costly bottle of perfume to anoint Jesus’ feet, then washing them with her tears.

Three different gestures with the same message: thank you.

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How do I show my gratitude for others?

Think in particular about our family, our friends, and Jesus. How do we thank them for their role in our lives?

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Holy Week can teach us many things. But the first lesson on Monday morning is this: it’s never too late to give thanks.

Being brave…A lesson on Palm Sunday

Note: This homily was written for our children’s Mass.

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I was up the hill teaching at our parish school recently and I asked some students between kindergarten and third grade about a time when they had to be brave.

One young girl said, “Well, um, one time I was brave when I jumped into the deep end of the pool.”

Another, “I used to be afraid of the slide outside at the playground. But that was back in first grade. Now I go down it all the time!”

Then a young boy piped up, “Once I spilled the milk. My mom asked if it was me. I was nervous, but I said, ‘yes’.”

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Even the youngest among us know what it means to be brave – to tell the truth, to take risks, to jump into the deep.

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Today Jesus begins the most important week of his life – a week in which he must be brave.

He’s jumping into the deep, trusting he’ll rise again.

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As we heard in the Gospel, he enters Jerusalem on a Sunday, surrounded by crowds laying palm branches at his feet like he’s their king.

But by Friday afternoon he’ll be nailed to a cross.

Sadly, Jesus dies almost entirely alone – only Mary, John, and a few other friends stay with him. The rest run away.

We can imagine how Jesus felt – it’s that feeling you get when you’re alone on the playground, when you’re being bullied, or when you’re sitting at lunch without any friends.

It’s like a sinking stomach. Being alone hurts.

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To all of our children gathered here this morning, I ask of you: Will you run away from Jesus? Or will you be brave and follow him?

If you’re ready to be brave, please stand, hold up your palms, and repeat after me: “I will be brave. I will follow Jesus.”