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The
police were after them. The national security forces had been mobilised to try
and find them. They were a danger to the nation. A sense of tension, even
panic, was building as the news spread. Subversives, dangerous revolutionaries,
were at large. Their purpose was nothing less than the overthrow of the whole
world order, and its replacement with something radically different. They must
be stopped!
The
small group met behind closed doors. It was a dark night, the darkest night.
They knew they were hunted. They looked to their leader. What strategy and
project would he give them, to continue the revolution? With what weapons would
he arm them, to carry on the struggle?
He took
– a towel. And dressing himself as a slave, he washed their feet, as slaves
did. Love one another, he said, like this. Then he took – bread and wine, and
gave it to them. “Take, eat, this is my body which is given for you; drink this,
this is my blood which is shed for you and for many for the forgiveness of sins”.
Here: this is what you are to do, this is how the revolution is to be carried
on. Do these things, and carry on doing them, until the end of the world.
Not,
perhaps, what all of his followers were expecting. But, as they would come to
realise, this was in fact the most revolutionary and subversive moment in the
history of the world.
What
does the world do? It makes victims. It casts out, oppresses, exploits, crushes,
extinguishes. Life is limited, hang on to it, and while you are at it take it
from others, if you can, to make sure you’ve got enough. If you’re in power make
sure you stay in power, make sure the outsiders stay outside.
So when
the Lord and Master takes the role of a slave, that is indeed a great threat to
the established order. This great reversal undermines the whole way the world
runs itself, lowers the mighty, brings the outsiders in, washes the unclean and
gives them a place at the feast.
And
then he gives his life, in a world that only knows how to take it. Sacrifice
ends here, or, rather, becomes something completely different. On the Passover
table there would be the lamb, sacrificed in the temple that evening in memory
of the death of the firstborn in Egypt, a little dose of violence to defuse the
uncontrolled violence that otherwise might overturn society.
But for
the everlasting memorial of his death
Jesus takes, not that symbol of sacrifice, but bread and wine. Vegan stuff, no
violence involved at all in its production. And under the outward signs of that
bread and wine he gives himself, his flesh for the life of the world, his blood
shed for forgiveness. In the place of life taken in sacrifice, there is life
freely given that the world might live. In place of the lives of the first born
taken in Egypt, the alone-born of the Father gives himself.
But, as
we know, there was a police spy in the group in that upper room, and he quickly
went off to inform the authorities. Only just in time. And they came to arrest
him, and take him away to die. That should put an end to this dangerous
revolutionary movement. Because, after all, death ends everything, doesn’t it?
But
they had forgotten something. You cannot take away what has already been given.
And Jesus had already given his life, freely, in the bread and wine of the
first Mass. “Take, eat, this is my body which is given for you; drink this all
of you, this is my blood which is shed for you for the forgiveness of sins.”
This revolution is founded not on life taken but on life freely given. When Jesus
took the bread and wine and said those words, the light of God broke in on the
darkest night, and it has not gone out since.
And so
the revolution goes on. In the darkest night God’s light is continually breaking
in, overturning the old order of sin and death, establishing the new order of
love, life given that the world might live. What are we to do? What strategy
and project shall we take up, to continue the revolution? With what weapons
should we arm ourselves, to carry on the struggle?
Eat
this bread, says Jesus. Drink this cup. My flesh for the life of the world, my
blood freely given so that you can be forgiven. Love one another. Wash one
another’s feet, in all the many ways that takes shape in our service to the
communities in which we are set.
This is
how you are to carry on the revolution. Do these things, and carry on doing them,
until the end of the world.
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