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Second Sunday of Lent | Jesus meets the guards and the Sanhedrin


«It's me». After the kiss of betrayal, your body was taken by the guards. They were carrying out orders: they were doing what they had to do to earn their bread. But the dust of the earth does not live by bread alone. Wages pass away, like grain and wrinkled skin. But the hands they held will not pass away, nor will the words they wanted to silence. «Put your sword in its sheath». In the face of those who restricted your body and your freedom, you didn't seek your own interests, you didn't get angry or hold a grudge. Rather, you healed the servant's ear. What reward is there in loving only those who correspond to us? To serve only those who give in return?

«They arrested you to take you to the Sanhedrin. The chief priests, the teachers of the Law, the elders - men entrusted with a mission: to interpret, teach and enforce the law. Yet the Law was before their eyes, and they didn't understand it. You were in front of them, but they preferred to save themselves and build their own standard. If only you could heal their ears like you did to Malchus. If only they could understand that you existed before any expectation and that, without you, every letter is dead.

Lord Jesus, who met the guards and the Sanhedrin, I ask you for the grace to love those who do not correspond to me and for the gift of being cured of my self-sufficiency.
Verónica Benedito, asm


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