I would like to think that Joseph, if he were alive, would
have been there. Jesus’ Mother, strong as a rock, the true and real stone on
which the church is built, was there. She saw that Peter, the rock, was nowhere
to be found. It was Mary who witnessed and suffered along with her son and saw
that thirst He had to save humanity is finally sated when she hears the words, “It
is finished.” His work is done now it’s up to God to raise Him from the dead.
He said that those who are with Him and believe in Him will
be born to a new life. It doesn’t matter if they are women of easy virtue as
Mary Magdalene, or night disciples like Nicodemus or Joseph of Arimathea, who
feared the Jews, who stuck their necks out (showed their face) and took the responsibility
to go under the cross to say that they believed in Him.
There were many others who showed their faces that day; some
happened to be there by chance, like the ‘good’ thief on the cross who asked
Jesus to remember him and the centurion who was doing his job. The centurion
didn’t know what to make of or how to explain the sudden black sky of mid afternoon
or the shaking of the earth that probably caused him to stumble as he made his
way near the cross. As he looked up at Jesus’ eyes he became convinced that, “This
was no carpenter – no peasant – no normal man.”
It was this nameless foreigner who stated as written in
Matthew 27:54, “Surely this man was the Son of God.”
Showing their faces also were the disciple whom Jesus loved
and Mary, the wife of Clopas along with many other women.
We can still be witnesses to Christ today by showing our
face and embracing a lifetime of love for God and love for neighbor whether
convenient or inconvenient and to make peace and forgiveness hallmarks for our
life.
The life Christ lived qualified Him for the death He died –
and the death He died qualifies us for the life we live.
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