Readings
of the day: At the procession with palm branches: Mark 11:1-10.
During the Mass: Isaiah 50:4-7; Psalm 22:8-9, 17-18, 19-20, 23-24;
Philippians 2:6-11; Mark 14:1-15:27
For how many of us do the events of
Jesus’ Passion and death seem somewhat “over the top”; somewhat extravagant?
Our Lord’s Passion according to Mark
that we have just heard begins with a woman anointing Jesus’ head with expensive
“perfumed oil,” anticipating Jesus’ death and burial. This is an extravagant
act of love, to be matched only by Jesus’ own death on the cross for us. The
woman’s love is so extravagant that many at table become “infuriated with her.”
But Jesus says, “Wherever the Gospel is proclaimed to the whole world, what she
has done will be told in memory of her.”
In hearing Jesus’ Passion we remember
the woman’s anointing of Jesus: Extravagant love. We remember many
counter-witnesses to this extravagant love of the woman. We remember
extravagant acts of fear, denial, and betrayal by Jesus’ closest friends. We
remember extravagant cruelty as Jesus is led to a shameful death outside the
city walls of Jerusalem. We remember the extravagant fidelity of the women who
remained at the cross, who did what Jesus’ own Apostles could not do at
Gethsemane: “Watch and pray.” We remember the extravagant mercy and courage of Joseph
of Arimathea, who took Jesus’ body for burial.
But do we only remember? Indeed, we remember
the extravagance of Jesus’ Passion; the extravagance it took for God to redeem
us; to save us by the death of God’s only Son. We remember, but we also
encounter. How? We encounter God’s extravagant, saving love when we speak it;
when we pray by it; when we act by it.
When has somebody been kind to us, even
in a small way? When have we been kind; done or said something loving for
another; just prayed for another person’s good? These are our encounters with
Christ’s Passion; with the Gospel of love; with this story of God’s extravagant
love for us with which Christ died and would rise again for us, for our
salvation.
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