Palm and Passion Sunday
HOMELIES
Palm Sunday homily
Brothers and Sisters,
Holy Week begins by refocusing us and reconnecting us in depth with joy. As Jesus enters Jerusalem, we breathe in a climate of joy. Jesus awakened many expectations and hopes in the hearts of the men and women of his time, especially among the humble, the simple, the poor, the forgotten. He knew how to understand all human miseries, and he showed God's merciful face. He took concrete action to heal not only the sicknesses of the body, but also the wounds of the soul. And it is with this love that he enters Jerusalem. It's a beautiful scene, joyful, contagious, full of the light of Jesus' love and heart.
Joy, of course, is not experienced in the same way at every stage and in every circumstance of our human life, a life that can also be very hard at times. Jesus knows this very well, and he tells his disciples: You will be sad, but your sadness will turn into joy... and no one will be able to take your joy away from you. For our joy does not come from pleasures or riches; it comes from having met him, Jesus. And his message, his word from God, when it reaches us and affects us, is a source of joy: everything he says to us is so that his joy is in us, and our joy is complete.
Each time they see the risen Jesus, the disciples are filled with joy. When Jesus enters Jerusalem, it is not yet this joy that dwells within them and lifts them up. But for us, who know that he is alive and risen once and for all, we share in this unique joy, and it never leaves us as we relive the Passion and Death of Jesus during these Holy Days. We know that the Cross is an inescapable part of the Paschal Mystery. But we also know that this passage through the Cross opens us up to the newness of Easter, and enables us to look at our lives in a whole new way.
Let's take this passage and walk this path, let's walk it for ourselves, encountering the mystery of death and resurrection in each of our lives, but let's go forward with Him... Let's go forward making our own what the psalmist tells us (Ps 42:4): I will go forward to the altar of God, to God who is all my joy.
Let's keep pace with our brothers, slowed down by old age and infirmities. We want to go to Christ together.
Homily on the Passion
More than 60 years ago, our Quebec poet Gilles Vigneault asked: "Without love, why sing?" and the refrain was repeated over and over again: "It's hard to love. Long before him, the psalmist affirmed that love is better than life. He didn't add anything, but we could add the same refrain: that it's hard to love. And we've just heard it again in the Passion narrative: how hard it is to love.
Jesus says one of his own is going to betray him, and the disciples take it in turns to ask: could it be me, Lord? They've been with him for three years; they live with him day after day, but none of them is sure of his feelings. Could it be me, Lord? And when Peter adds: Even if I must die with you, I will not deny you. And all the disciples said the same. A noble and sincere response, but without foundation or anchorage in reality. They all end up running away, disappearing and leaving Jesus alone in the end.
Judas is going to betray Jesus, and the agreed sign of his betrayal is to kiss Jesus. Love is imitated and parodied. It's not only hard to love, but it's also possible to make deceptive, lying gestures of love. Judas will admit that he has betrayed an innocent, but it's too late to make up for it. The chief priests and elders tell him clearly: Your remorse is of no importance to us. That's your business. And Judas, who hasn't learned to face up to the darker side of himself, let alone open himself up to love, sees no other way out than to hang himself. It's hard to love others when you can no longer love yourself.
In denying Jesus, Peter utters terrible words: "I don't know this man. How could he, who had always been so close to Jesus, speak like that? We think he wanted to save his skin, that he preferred himself to Jesus, and there's no doubt something of that in his I know not this man. But perhaps he was telling the truth at that very moment. There are times, even when we think we love someone, when we don't always know if we really know them, and we can say things that take us out of the relationship. Peter then remembered that Jesus had told him what was going to happen and, going back inside himself, he wept bitterly and also rediscovered his humanity. It's hard to love. And it will be interesting later to see how Jesus reconnected with Peter. He brought out the best in this man. He didn't ask him about his zeal, his faithfulness, his courage. He asked him about love. Pierre, do you love me? It's rare for people to be asked about their love, but for Jesus, it was the only question that interested him. Because love is the question that determines the destiny of every human being.
The passage of Simon of Cyrene on Jesus' Way of the Cross is interesting. He is requisitioned. He doesn't make a gratuitous gesture of love like the Good Samaritan, but he does it. And can we really be ourselves before we've learned to carry someone else's cross, or at least someone else's cross? Whether by obligation or freely, sooner or later we are faced with this situation: taking upon ourselves what is too heavy to bear, or even crushing, for someone else, and going along for the ride with them, supporting them as best we can. Simon of Cyrene did not live Jesus' life for him. No one can live someone else's life for them. But we can sometimes share a part of it, for a time. And there's love in that help.
The centurion and those who guarded Jesus with him said: Truly, this was the Son of God. They were seized by the events and undoubtedly by the words of Jesus on the cross. They had before them a crucified man, condemned to death and in agony, no doubt no longer beautiful to look at, but beyond appearances they saw the invisible, they saw the Divine. They were guarding Jesus together, they listened, watched, saw and discerned what was happening at that moment, and what rose up in them was very much like what Saint John would say one day: It is the Lord. They said: Truly, this was the Son of God. Halfway between a confession of faith and a confession of love. A breach of light opened up within them.
Love is always lived in a relationship. For Jesus, this relationship is with us and with his Father. On the cross, he opens his arms to accept our sorrows and joys, to love us to the end. And need I say it again: to love us "lucidly" to the very end. He tastes, but does not drink, the wine-based drink with a grain of incense intended for the crucified, to help them lose consciousness and avoid suffering too much. Jesus cries out loudly My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? A popular singer has taken up the cry of a son to his father: Where are you daddy, where are you? Jesus turns to his father, for at this moment, in the abandonment and solitude that precede his death, he no longer feels the connection, and it is a final cry of love. What he's looking for is not an explanation for his abandonment, but the presence of the eternal Father, tender and loving, who said to him: You are my son, in you I have put all my love...