April 9, 2023

General, Homilies, Soul Food

Victory of Grace

Tonight, we wish to reflect on this point, that grace proves victorious every step of the way of Jesus’ passion and death as grace proves victorious at the moment of his resurrection. There is only one theme throughout the Paschal mystery, there is no victory after defeat, there is only the victory of grace, the victory  of divine love throughout the narrative. Jesus could have allowed evil to triumph, Jesus could have allowed himself to be defeated by the forces of evil. How so? By retracting his statements when he sensed that the religious authorities were conniving to have him arrested and executed. Jesus could have kept mum. Jesus could have kept silent. Jesus could have stopped rocking the boat, provoking the pharisees, the religious leaders. Jesus could have even opted to go back home to Nazareth and justify abandoning his ministry by saying, “I need to care for my aging mother, Mary, the widow, with me, her only son.” In such a manner, Jesus would have allowed the forces to overcome him and to thwart the salvific plans of God. Instead, Jesus manifests, every step of his passion and death, the triumph of divine love. And this is most evident on the cross, when Jesus in the throes of death rocked by pain, begs the Father to forgive them for they know not what they do. Instead of begging the Father to spare him from further suffering; instead of asking the father to rescue and redeem him, Jesus is still thinking about the welfare of others. Jesus asks his father, “Forgive them for they know not what they do.” – most likely referring to the roman soldiers who were simply performing their tasks of crucifying convicted criminals. “Father, forgive them, they do not know who I am. They are simply fulfilling their duties.” “Father forgive them, our religious authorities. They are monotheists, who believe in one God, you, our lone God Creator. It is beyond their comprehension and imagination how I could share in your divinity. They have waged wars against polytheistic nations, against peoples worshipping baals, they have been faithful to you – worshipping you alone. And thus,  they have been blind to my divine identity.  Forgive them, for they do not comprehend your mysterious ways.” “Father, forgive them,” perhaps Jesus referred too to his own friends. Our deepest hurst are often caused by those dearest to us. Yes, we are hurt by strangers, by acquaintances but not as deeply, as family members, as friends, as community members, our deepest hurts are caused by the people dearest to us. And therefore, Jesus’ deepest hurt was caused by his disciples who abandoned him when push came to shove, who deserted him upon his arrest in the garden of Gethsemani. And yet, Jesus, instead of begging the Father to redeem him, Jesus turned his gaze upon all those who participated in his crucifixion. Instead of wallowing in self misery, instead in being self absorbed about his own pain and suffering, Jesus begged the Father to forgive all of them. Here we see the victory of love. The victory of grace that has transcended betrayal, false accusations, unjust conviction and on the cross. Jesus assures the other thief who repents, “Today, you will enter paradise with me.” Jesus again, is thinking about the others, his co-crucified and upon his resurrection. As he is raised from the grave and from the dead, Jesus appears to his disciples and declares, “Peace be with you my friends”.  His last memory of them was not at the Cenacle, the upper room, where they celebrated the passover meal. His last recollection of them was their betrayal of him, their desertion of Jesus, abandonment of their master. That was his last memory of them. And yet, when he appears on them, there is no recrimination, there is no, “How could you? Sa kabila ng aking nagawa para sa inyo.” There was no demand for restitution, for begging for forgiveness, before he offered his hand in friendship. There was only the graciousness of God in Jesus calling them, who had deserted him, “my friends”. And therefore, every step of the way of the cross – manifested not the triumph of the evil in human hearts but the triumph of divine love and grace. Similarly, grace can triumph in our lives amidst our suffering and pain despite being betrayed, despite being alienated, despite being maligned. We experience the power of love not only when our names are restored, not only when those who betray us ask for our forgiveness, not only when we are vindicated but every step of the way, of our own cross, of our own calvary. Grace proves victorious when despite having been betrayed, I opt to forgive my friends. Grace proves victorious when despite being maligned by others I choose not to speak ill of them. Grace proves victorious when amidst the proliferation of fake news, I still speak the truth, despite the possibility of persecution. Grace proves victorious when amidst a culture of impunity and corruption, we choose to be women and men of integrity. And so, in and through our own suffering and pain, our kalbaryo sa buhay,  grace can prove victorious when we do not give in to the forces of frustration, nepotism, cynicism, skepticism, hopelessness  and despair. When we choose to give despite not being appreciated, being under-appreciated. When we choose to befriend even though our love is rejected, when we choose to speak the truth even though we are maligned and persecuted, then grace proves victorious. The triumph of love manifested in the resurrection of Jesus becomes a present reality and let that be our prayer this evening that Jesus will be raised from the dead. Let this be our prayer, that God’s love might triumph through us, not through our own efforts, because we are fragile because we are inconsistent, because we are fearful people. It is only through the grace of the risen Christ, that we are

General, Homilies, Soul Food

Thirst

Today, Good Friday, we are in a waterless place. Death surrounds us. We are afraid and anxious. There is so much going on we are confused. We cannot move. We cannot breathe. We are in Calvary. Today, Good Friday, we see our Lord, fastened on the cross, gasping for air, thirsting for water. The wood of the cross is drenched in his tears and blood. He cannot move. He thirsts for something much more than water. Today, Good Friday, we are in a parched place. In this withered landscape, the heartache is real. The heartache is now as it was then. We thirst for something much more than water. We may turn to different things to slake our thirst. But when it comes to our deepest desires, our thirst is not much different from each other. We thirst for answers. We want to know. We want to understand life itself, why life should begin at all and why it must end, why we are here. We want to know if there is a purpose for our being in this universe, or if our existence is just some fluke of nature. We want to be understood. We long to be loved, to love, to be forgiven and to forgive. We thirst for some assurance that we have not been abandoned, that we are not alone. We thirst to know why our thirst itself is never quenched. Why the incompleteness, the vulnerability, the dissatisfaction, the lack of wholeness? With St Augustine, we confess to you O Lord that our hearts will never find rest, until they rest in you. As you have shaped our hearts in the likeness of your own, we will always be wanting and thirsting until our thirst is quenched by your love. Today Good Friday when we hear your cry of thirst on the cross, we see someone so like us we wonder whether we are missing something about the Christ-ness of you, the God-ness of you. When you tell us of your thirst, we only see someone as empty and wanting as we are, and we wonder how someone so beloved of God could run out of water. The One who turned water into wine, who walked on water, who calmed the angry waves, how can he now run out of water? We wonder where life is watered in the withering fire of this day. We ask where love might grow in this parched place. We hang on to the words of the prophet Isaiah sent to us like the dewfall in this desert. And yet ours were the sufferings he bore, ours the sorrows he carried. But we, we thought of him as someone punished, struck by God, and brought low. Yet he was pierced through for our faults, crushed for our sins. On him lies a punishment that brings us peace, and through his wounds we are healed. Today Good Friday, in this waterless place, we seek shelter in the shade of your cross. Please help us to believe that in your thirst our longings are somehow quenched. By the restlessness of your soul we find peace. And by your thirst for something much more than water, we are healed. Homily delivered on Good Friday Fr. Jose Ramon T Villarin SJ The Cenacle 7 April 2023

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