Showing posts with label Matthew 21:1-11. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Matthew 21:1-11. Show all posts

Thursday, April 2, 2020

Sunday Gospel Reflection, April 5, 2020: Behold, your king comes to you, meek and riding on an ass...


Do we see Jesus for who he truly is?

  What a contrast between Jesus’ triumphal entry into Jerusalem in Matthew’s Gospel and his subsequent passion and death on the cross!  Jesus knows he is to go to Jerusalem in order to die, and he enters the city proclaimed for who he truly is:  Hosanna to the Son of David; blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord, the crowd shouts.  But they do not truly comprehend who Jesus is, they don't know Jesus:  a king who approaches the city in humility, riding on an ass, a beast of burden.  His entry causes the whole city to be shaken, physically roused out of their norm, rattled out of their capacity to understand normally.  This is Jesus the prophet, from Nazareth in Galilee, the crowds assert – but what Messiah could possibly come from Nazareth?

  The truth is, the people weren’t expecting a humble servant as their Messiah, although Isaiah had prepared them for one who gives his back to those who beat him and his cheeks to those who pluck his beard.  Yet in spite of such abuse, the servant, called by God, will not be deterred from the direction he has been set in.  Paul tells the Philippians that Jesus emptied himself, taking the form of a slave, so that nothing could get in the way of doing his Father’s will.  This doesn’t prevent Jesus from knowing the Father’s love, however, a love he will remember when he prays Psalm 22 on the cross:  the famous question, My God, my God, why have you forsaken me turns into a song of praise as it progresses, because Jesus prays with confidence that God will deliver him even through death.

  On the cross, instrument of torture and utter humiliation, Jesus hears the people passing by reviling him:  save yourself, they mock, take yourself off that cross.  They do not recognize that in order to save them, he must not save himself – he must embrace death, follow it through, allow it to happen.  The Messiah they want would free them in this moment from Roman domination; they are looking for restoration of a Davidic king right now, and they renounce Jesus out of a narrow ignorance.  Judas betrays Jesus, Peter denounces Jesus, and the rest of the disciples run and hide.  None of them really understands why this has to happen; they are caught between their love for Jesus and the reality of the moment.  Only Jesus knows with confidence that God will greatly exalt him, bestowing on him the name that is above every name.  For Jesus Christ is Lord, King, Servant, Messiah… if only understood by most in hindsight.

This post is based on Fr. Pat’s Scripture class.
Image source:  www.wordclouds.com

Thursday, April 6, 2017

Sunday Gospel Reflection, April 9, 2017: The whole city was shaken...

If Jesus walked into your life today, wouldn’t you be?

   Countless Christian artists have painted Jesus’ triumphant entry into Jerusalem:  examples range from a 10th-century ivory from the Ottoman Empire (in the Met) to Norman Adams’ very modern rendition of this story in the late 20th century… and likely beyond.  Each evangelist also paints the story differently.  For Matthew, whose version we hear this year, central to the narrative is the apparent paradox of royal humility:  at his own behest, Jesus, King of the Jews, enters the city of Jerusalem riding a beast of burden.  This is explicitly to fulfill the prophecy of Zechariah, who foretold, Behold:  your king is coming to you, a just savior is he, humble, and riding on a donkey, on a colt, the foal of a donkey.  Yet, in spite of Zechariah’s insistence on the humble nature of this king, the people expect great things from Jesus Christ: Hosanna to the Son of David, they cry, Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!  If Jesus is that just savior of whom Zechariah speaks, then, they reason, he must be powerful indeed; as Matthew notes, when he entered Jerusalem, the whole city was shaken.  Yet, within a few days, the crowd will turn on Jesus, crying Let him be crucified!  Little do they suspect that Christ’s true victory will come, not during the cries of Hosannas in the highest that point to the crowd’s own expectations of the Messiah, but rather, poignantly, in the triumph of the cross, that instrument of torture and humiliation that seems to belie any royal lineage, yet serves as the quintessential vehicle for God’s love for humankind.

   If Jesus walked into our lives today, would we be shaken?  One certainly hopes so… shaken, yes, yet, one also hopes, open enough not to impose our own expectations of salvation, open only -- only, only -- to the love that had its full expression on the cross at Calvary.

To view the Ottoman Empire ivory mentioned above, click here.
To view Norman Adams' modern version of Christ's Entry into Jerusalem, click here.
To view a range of images across the centuries, click here.

This post is based on Fr. Pat’s Scripture class.

Image source:  Wordle