Forsaken Me?

I was reading at Disputations a discussion about Jesus’ words on the cross, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” (Matthew 27:46, Mark 15:34) The traditional explanation is that He said this in reference to, or in fulfillment to scripture, namely Psalm 22. I posted a comment on his weblog:

Has anybody ever thought that maybe Jesus was talking to humankind instead of God. Maybe He was exclaiming “My God”; and the “you” refers to us, humankind—why do we, the people, sin and forsake Him, Jesus? After all, isn’t He taking on all of the world’s sin on Himself at that moment? Why do the people continue to separate themselves from God? (Reread Psalm 22—I think maybe this point of view can fit there too.)

Tom replied:

I honestly don’t think that, in the moment before He died, Jesus swore.

I replied:

I never thought of it as a swear, but more of a cry for understanding.

My head kind of understands the reasoning outlined above, especially your comment, “One idea I can kind of tease out of what the Pope wrote is that Jesus, in His Divinity, which is the Father’s begetting, He experienced the human separation of God that is sin.”

But my heart has a hard time accepting it. Jesus was a loyal and faithful son. His faith never wavered. He knew what God had promised. So why at the end of His life would He say something that implies a moment of doubt, even under the pain of experiencing “the human separation of God that is sin”? Why would He direct His question toward God His Father?

Tom replied:

My answer is that it is to be first understood as the prayer of Psalm 22—the whole of the psalm—and that Jesus was both praying it Himself, in unparalleled human distress, and teaching His disciples what it means to be a follower of Christ and a child of God. Misunderstood to the last.

That is the surface of the mystery, but the Son’s abandonment by the Father—which the Pope doesn’t seem to teach, and Balthasar may or may not, but some fans of Balthasar definitely do—seems to me to be an entirely different thing. It’s not a deeper understanding, it’s a distinct understanding, lying beneath (so the argument would go) the surface meaning of a devout Jew praying as He died. That disconnect is one of the things I don’t like about it.

My final reply was:

Thank you Tom for your explanation. Viewing His words as the prayer from Psalm 22 as a devout dying Jew makes a lot of sense—His question was not a moment of doubt, but rather a prayer and further instruction to His disciples in His last breaths.

Perfect Happiness…

Sooner or later in life everyone discovers that perfect happiness is unrealizable, but there are few who pause to consider the antithesis: that perfect unhappiness is equally unattainable. The obstacles preventing the realization of both these extreme states are of the same nature: they derive from our human condition which is opposed to everything infinite.

— Primo Levi (Thanks Kellen for the quote)

POW’s Found

Yesterday, seven American POW’s where found near Tikrit. Ya-hoo!
All of the Coalition POW’s have been accounted for; but, there are still five MIA’s. I pray that they are still alive and will be found.

Seder Supper

This is going to be a very special Holy Week for me. At the end of it, I will be baptized, confirmed into the Catholic church, and partake of the Eucharist. Yahoo!
To start the week off, Father Ken asked my family to be the Seder Supper family for today, Palm Sunday. We got to sit at the head table and lead the ritual meal. The Seder Supper is a modern day reenactment of the Passover meal, similar to the Last Supper Jesus and the Apostles ate. My 10-year old read the part of the younger child who asked all the questions, and my 15-year old read the story from Exodus 12. My wife did the honors as the mother (obviously), and I, of course was the father or leader. The Deacon was the narrator since Father was recuperating from surgery.
Everyone did well in their speaking parts, especially my two girls. I am proud of them. And it means the world to me to have had this experience with my family during this week.
Normally I would have been really nervous to have spoken in front of an audience like that, but I wasn’t. I felt confident. I knew Jesus was there, helping us all through it. What a great feeling to know that you are in a state of grace!
I wish Father a speedy recovery. His presence was missed at the supper. Father, you are in my prayers.
I wish everyone a splendiferous Holy Week!

Palm Sunday

Earlier in the week, I noticed in one of the news reports a scene of Iraqi people cheering the arrival of Coalition forces. About 10% of the crowd was holding and waving palms around in the air. I was reminded of the scene in Mark 11:1-10 where Jesus enters Jerusalem on a colt.
I am not comparing the Coalition forces with Jesus (there is none), but the tradition of honoring heroes with palms still exists in the Middle East. Seeing that scene on TV just reinforced the triumphant welcoming Jerusalem gave Jesus on Sunday. And then on Friday, they crucified Him.

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