Palm Sunday year B
The Price of true love
Once upon a time, some children
were asked, “what is love?” one little girl answered, “Love is when your mommy
reads you a bedtime story. True love is when she doesn’t skip any pages.”
Palm Sunday, otherwise known as Passion
Sunday is a true love story in which Christ deliberately undertakes the journey
to Jerusalem where he will suffer and die for love of sinful humanity. The price for this unfathomable love is so evident in the prayer
and agony in the garden of Gethsemane where sweat fell off Jesus’ face like great drops of
blood(Mtt 26:37) He is literally crushed like grapes from which wine is
produced. Gardens are supposed to be meeting
places for lovers in the Scriptures. Unfortunately, in this case, all his
supposed ‘lovers’ rejected him just when he needed them most. What a betrayal! Here
in the garden he foresees how Judas would betray him for love of money; here in
the garden he sees how the crowd would prefer a thief to him, an innocent man;
there in the garden he foresees how Peter would deny him three times; there in
the garden he sees how the crowd jeers at him; there in the garden he sees how
Peter, James and John fall asleep when they were supposed to be awake in prayer.
Alas, a bitter pill to swallow! No doubt
he cries out in prayer, “Father if it is possible, take this cup away from me,
but not my will, but your will be done”(lk 22:42).
The suffering is intense because it
comes from his own friends and kinsmen, the same people for whom he is offering
his life. The psalmist rightly says, if it were an enemy, I could bear the
insult, but it is you, my own friend, the one who shared my bread, and now you
turned against me(Ps 55:12) How else in
the world can a man show proof of his love? There is no greater love than to
lay down one’s life for one’s friends (Jn 15:13)
Whenever I reflect on God’s love, my
elementary school song comes to mind: “Jesus loves me this I know, for the
Bible tells me so, little ones to him belong, they are weak, but he is strong.
Yes Jesus loves me.” The love of God has not changed one bit after the passion
story. He still loves us with an everlasting love. He
loves you, he loves me, to the point of shedding his blood for you and for me.
Nobody loves you more than Jesus. He is telling you, John, Mary, Christine, I love
you and I am going to die for love of you. Once, a pastor approached an elderly lady
and asked why she always prayed for long hours after mass on Sundays. “Because God’s attention is divided when the
church is full” she replied. She is gravely mistaken! God loves you as if you
are the only one who matters. His love
is unconditional, it doesn’t fade away with age, with familiarity, with infirmities.
No, it is a heart to heart love that is not based on some kind of physical
attraction or make- up, but on who we are, humans! He loves you just as you are; it doesn't really matter whether you are tall,
short, fat, slim, long hair, short air- he loves you so.
If he loves us so much, what
should be our response? First we owe him
a deep gratitude for loving us despite the ugly things we do, and second, we should
love him back because love should be reciprocal. This is where we often fall
short-we don’t love our Savior as much as we should. Sometimes our love is seasonal, as in Christmas
and Easter.
How painful, when true love meets
with betrayal! Imagine how hurting it is when a spouse or a friend you love so
much, betrays you. It is not different between Jesus, his disciples and his
fellow Jews. But this is not time to apportion blame on those who crucified him, it is rather time to reflect
on how you and me still fall short of
true love for him.
Let's look at Pilate. He knew that
Jesus was sinless, yet in order to protect his job, he condemned him to die. He
claimed to have washed his hands, but his hands were not clean at all! How often do we trade our conscience for job
security? Sometimes we bear false witness against our neighbor, remain silent
in the face of evil or even encourage anti-life campaigns; all in a bid to
secure our job or position.
Peter was ashamed of himself not
only because he broke an important promise, but the manner in which it
happened. It was a little girl who frightened him. Peter, who, ordinarily would
spank that little girl, became a coward in front of her. We make similar
promises to God at baptism, in marriage, yet we broke them in the face of ‘little
girls’. Every time we broke such promises, seen or unseen, we are betraying
Jesus.
Judas betrayed his master in the
most shameful manner- with a kiss! A kiss is supposed to be a sign of love, but
in Judas’ case, it was outright betrayal. So notorious that any form of
dishonesty, cheating, pretense in a relationship is epitomized as Judas’ kiss.
There are still people today who indulge not only in Judas’ kisses but also in
casual kisses for very selfish motives. Judas has taught us that not everyone
who kisses you loves you. Let us not allow ourselves to be fooled.
The crowd was just being
emotional. People easily act out of emotion in the crowd, and do things that
don’t reflect their values. Social pressure has taken a better part of us as we
get involved in this or that activity just because everyone does it. Is what I
am doing right or do I just want to conform to the crowd? Or am I simply
looking for human approval? Is the
additional stuff I am buying necessary, or I feel emotionally sick because I
seem out of tune with fashion?
It was a jealous crowd; they
praised him with their lips, but their hearts were full of jealousy and evil
thoughts. The same people who hailed him, would shout ‘crucify
him, crucify him.’ How often do we pretend to acclaim people when we don’t really
mean it? Jealousy has a destructive force in our lives and among families and friends.
When we back stab people, or wish them evil, because of jealousy, we are doing
it to Jesus.
Let us seriously reflect on God’s
goodness to us, and on how far away we have wondered from him because of lack
of true love for God, our friends, our spouses, our church and our country. Let
us then resolve to journey with him
during these few days with an open heart, that we may rise with him in newness
of life at Easter.