Fickle Faith

by Sr. Juliemarie McDonald, SND on 03/29/2012

in Lent

Many people spread their cloaks on the road, and others spread leafy
branches that they had cut from the fields…crying out: “Hosanna!” (Mark 11:8-9b)

A Prayer Poem by Sr. Juliemarie McDonald, SND
for Palm Sunday, Cycle B
April 1, 2012

Friend or foe? Who goes there?
“Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!”
“Hosanna in the highest!” (Mark 11: 9b)

Friend or foe? Who goes there?
“Crucify him.” “Why? What evil has he done?”
“They only shouted the louder, ‘Crucify him.’” (Mark 15:14b)

We follow the crowd to become fickle friends.
We carry a fickle faith in our hearts.

Like Peter we confess that Jesus is the Son of God;
only like him, we deny we ever knew him by our
words or actions or our in-actions.

Like Judas we are faithful disciples until
like him with greed in our hearts,
like him we betray Jesus with a kiss.

Would that the veil of the sanctuary in our souls were torn
in two: Fickelness/Fidelity,
and fickleness be destroyed.

Then, armed with the fidelity of our faith,
no more would we teeter-totter with the crowd,
but loudly we would profess long after we have
waved our palms:
“Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!”
“Hosanna in the highest!” (Mark 11: 9b)

 

For reflection and sharing:

1)       Both Peter and Judas betray Christ in today’s Gospel, but their lives go in different directions afterwards. Why do you think that happened?

2)       As you read/hear the Passion again this year, is there any insight that has special meaning for you?

{ 4 comments… read them below or add one }

Lisette March 30, 2012 at 10:51 am

Love your work, Julie! Thanks for sharing your talent and spirituality! You have a great ministry going!
Lisette

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Juliemarie McDonald March 30, 2012 at 2:53 pm

Lisette, thank you. My writing has reached more people than I ever expected. May this ministry of reflecting on the gospel each week give glory to our good God.

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deb carlin April 1, 2012 at 4:22 pm

Thank you Julie. This morning as I read Mark again, I was caught be two anonymous people in the story: the woman who anointed the head of Jesus and the young man who fled from the scene. Forever the woman speaks to the world of a kindness done. Forever her memory infuses the passion narrative with the purity of kindness. And what happened to the man? I think anonymous goodness might save us from being fickle Blessed Holy Week

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Sr Juliemarie McDonald April 1, 2012 at 5:51 pm

Deb, thanks for your insight. May any good we do be a strengthening of our faith and our deepening of our love to overcome the fickleness that surprisingly sneaks up on us at times.

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