WORDS THAT MIGHT TAKE US SOMEWHERE

one:

On the ABC news today:[18/04/03]

On Good Friday in Jerusalem there was a shooting and a young Palestinian man was killed by Israeli soldiers.

We get on with our life after the news. A person of no consequence to us.

Jesus, a person of no consequence to news writers and rulers and masses on the day of his untimely unjust death.

But his rising changed all that. It’s Friday, but Sunday’s coming!

two:

“The message of Holy Week has perhaps greater meaning for the present time than for any time before. Amid so many cries from oppressed and oppressors, amid so much machinery of repression and so many moans of victims, amid the selfishness of those who refuse to hear the protest of the hungry, in the presence of rightful efforts made for social justice and in particular as we live surrounded by a virtual environment of terrorism, vengeance and violence – what good it would do us all to raise our problems and our feelings and personal or group efforts to the transcendant level Christ calls us to from his cross in Holy Week : to God’s justice and his merciful love.”

Bishop Oscar Romero April 6, 1979. From “The Violence of Love” Oscar Romero The Plough Publishing House, 1998.

three:

Glory!

Reflected glory.

No eye has seen

no ear has heard

the pure and single glory outside the Son

who died

who lived

who laughed

and advocated for the poor and dispossessed.

The powerful.

Reduced to one small flash of victory in time

and then to die

in shame, confusion or repentance.

Glory came

rejected then to outlive us all outlandishly.

“He shall have them in derision”

Injustice into victory.

Victim now the ultimate in

power, love and glory all revealed and one day even more so.

Glory in the ordinary

reduced to political mind games

finally revealed.

The rising.

The ultimate declaration

of glory, power and passion.

Those around the edges

the poor and disadvantaged

the sick and dispossessed

the seeking and the asking.

Ready for elevation change,

ready for the word and life of dying and undying love.

Power addiction drove the elites

to fail the litmus test.

Those who love the least

find glory in their

dying.

Unless a grain of wheat falls into the ground and dies it lives alone, but if it dies, it produces a harvest beyond imagination and accountancy.