Sunday's Readings

A religion that does not speak of death, that does not face it and name it, leads astray.

Jesus’ daily life was a crucifixion of poverty he bore on our behalf.

Two loves, a profound espousal to God and humanity, constitute a whole life.

Jesus Christ our Lord descends to be among us, deigns to be with us, suffers and dies for us, rises again in the fullness of his human and divine nature.

Jesus drinks the cup of human suffering; he is baptized into a death he does not deserve.

Jesus is all the wealth of divine life. The Spirit takes that treasure and gives it to us.

We serve God and we curse God. God has taken it, on a bloody cross.

The appointed liturgical prayers, in part because of their beauty, trim away the most bitter of human emotions.

“How good and pleasant it is,” death says, “when brothers and sisters live together with bitter envy and selfish ambition.”

Jesus said, “But who do you say that I am?” He is still asking.