In reading one of today’s reflections in Give Us This Day, I was reminded of something that has often bothered me throughout the years. Who killed Jesus?
Growing up Jewish I was always offended by the notion that Jesus was betrayed and that the blame always fell to the Jews.
My response has been that that was all there was. There were no Christians. You were Jewish or you were Roman and the Romans crucified everyone. How could the blame not fall to the Romans? Even Jesus’ followers considered themselves Jewish.
It was very confusing to me as a young person.
In reading and understanding the Gospel of the Passion, it is a little clearer, at least enough for me to speak on.
It also helps that the Church seems to have embraced Jesus’ Jewishness, something that surprised me when I first came to my parish.
Today’s Palm Sunday Mass opened in our parish hall where our palms were blessed, we were sprinkled with holy water and we walked out into the cold air under a bright sunny sky to the Church for the rest of the mass.
Most services have their own beauty, but these during Holy Week really do a good job of bringing us back in time, and letting us relive the original Passion, in addition to gaining the perspective of two thousand years.
Today begins the holiest of weeks for Christians. My first one as a Christian. I’m looking forward to growing and learning more as a Christian and seeing how different my views are from when I was growing up.
I grow every day.