What a day!
What on earth is Jesus playing at?
We thought he’d done his worst in the temple,
upsetting all the merchants and money changers
But today he went his duster with the scribes
and the Pharisees
and the Sadducees
and pretty much anyone else who crossed his path.
Maybe he thought he was being subtle.
Maybe he thought they wouldn’t see through his parables
But, hey, it was staring us all in the eye.
His message was clear and hard hitting.
We’ve messed up
And all our good deeds and intentions
will not save us.
Maybe we tried too hard.
It seemed like Jesus was saying
that there is nothing we can do,
that nothing will ever be enough
UNLESS we love first.
He was in his element today, surrounded by folk
all listening to him
trying to trip him up.
But every time,
he managed to bat things back
and challenge their long held assumptions.
It was quite amusing to watch the religious hierarchy
being knocked off their perches.
But then it got a bit uncomfortable, a bit near the bone
and it seemed like we’d ALL got it wrong.
That wiped the smirks off our faces.
It wasn’t so funny then.
And, to top it off he started to spout some
real doom and gloom.
About the temple being destroyed and about the last Judgement.
We came away reeling.
Mind you, I think we were lucky to get away at all.
They’re really baying for his blood now.
His days are certainly numbered.
And either he doesn’t know that
or he doesn’t care.
Either way, it’s not looking good.
A death wish
or a last gasp attempt
to get his message across?
I tell you, though
we must be near the end of the road.
Liz Crumlish Lent 2010