Honoré Daumier, Nous voulons Barabbas (Ecce Homo), 1850
(thought to be a piece of Msgr. Giancarlo Bregantini, Bishop of Locri-Gerace, with whom we are asked which character in the passion we identify, whose reading was made yesterday evening at the candlelight vigil against violence)
everyone is pietro, Judas is , is the disciple who flees is Pilate washing his hands, maria . is the story of all time, of every heart.
can be Pilate. and how many times we are. "I have nothing to do, I have not seen anything, I was not there and if I was there ..." few days ago there was a murder in place: there were many but no one has seen anything. you saw that Pilate is not far away. is in our heart when we turn on the other hand, we pretend not to see, not to be concerned. Pilate is inside our hearts, in our minds, within our culture. often, unfortunately, where many things do not change, it is because we Pilate. this is our misfortune.
I wish, however, to be the Cyrene, who takes the cross of the other, which makes the night in hospital, his friend, who helps with a wear-free loan, which raises that call to ask "how are you?" that helps, that understands, which includes. the Cyrene is one who raises the company, is the one who raises the Locri, is the one that changes. you really Cyrene, is the greatest gift.
and not say "no one says thank you." does not matter. the gratitude is the gift that you have made, and will come through.
may you also be the centurion, the first who recognized Jesus saw him die, and said: "Truly this was the Son of God." have not told the disciples, they have not told her friends, who said it was there for professional reasons, for duty. to recognize Jesus are often not those who come to church, the first banks. are often the last ones, those who remain outside, because God is not owned by anyone. everyone can meet him from last to first if they have an open heart.
0 comments:
Post a Comment