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Sunday, November 20, 2016

My Lord says ... Luke 23: 35-43



Photo Courtesy of St. Francis de Sales Catholic Church's bulletin

*SUNDAY GOSPEL

The rulers sneered at Jesus and said,  “He saved others, let Him save Himself if He is the chosen One, the Christ of God.”  Even the soldiers jeered at Him.  As they approached to offer Him wine they called out,  


“If you are King of the Jews, save yourself.”  

Above Him there was an inscription that read,  “This is the King of the Jews.” 
 
Now one of the criminals hanging there reviled Jesus, saying,  “Are you not the Christ?  Save yourself and us.”  The other, however, rebuking him, said in reply,  “Have you no fear of God, for you are subject to the same condemnation?  And indeed, we have been condemned justly, for the sentence we received corresponds to our crimes, but this man has done nothing criminal.”  Then he said,  “Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom.”  He replied to him,  “Amen, I say to you, today you will be with me in Paradise.”

 




INSULT

Have you ever been insulted, even once in your life?  It is really very painful to be insulted by any person regardless of the cause or purpose it was done.  They say, any insulting words uttered by someone against you, remain to be remembered for a longer period of time than when you are physically harmed. 


Accidentally, I met a cousin of mine in a mall.  We haven’t heard from each other for a long time.  We were close during our childhood days till teenage years. During vacation, when our grandparents were still alive, I would go and visit her in their house which was near the compound area of our grandparents.  She used to live in a country, but when she got married, she and the whole family moved to the city.  I never heard of her since then.  I invited her to dine for a long chat in the fast food center of the mall.  While enjoying eating our food, she narrated to me that she left the house of her brother (my cousin also) already because he insulted her.  He told her that the reason why she came back to the house was --- that she was just after their mother’s inheritance.  She had a job before, but quit upon learning her mother’s health condition and decided to move in to take of her for several months.  She is a widow now. But one thing led to another, an argument between her and her brother came up resulting to the harsh words uttered by her brother.   She just cried without saying anymore to her brother to further contradict his claim and left without his knowledge.  But she received a text message from him that he was sorry for  insulting her.   She told me that she has been praying for his conversion and she has never talked to him again since then.   She has a job again and living peacefully by herself now in an apartment after leaving her brother’s house.  She visits her mother once every two weeks  in her house in the country. 

Being insulted is like a sword that can pierce anyone's heart, just as, when our Lord, Jesus Christ, was insulted at the time of His suffering during the crucifixion, "If you are the King of the Jews, save yourself."

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 I will sing of your salvation. In you, O Lord, I take refuge; let me never be put to shame. In your justice rescue me and deliver me; incline your ear to me, and save me. Be my rock of refuge, a stronghold to give me safety, for you are rock and my fortress. O my God, rescue me from the hand of the wicked. For you are my hope, O Lord, my trust, O God from my youth. On you I depend my birth; from my mother's womb, you are my strength. My mouth shall declare your justice, day by day your salvation. O God, you have taught me from my youth, and till the present I proclaim your wondrous deeds."


Psalm 71:1-2, 3-4a

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