Brothers and sisters, on this holy day the liturgy invites us to contemplate the passion of the Lord. We just heard it in the song. In front of this mystery of death and glory, it is natural for us to gather in silence. E in prayer, the cross of Christ, however, risks remaining incomprehensible. If we look at it only as an isolated fact. As a sudden event. In reality, it is the highest point of a journey. The fulfillment of a whole life in which Jesus learned to listen to and welcome the voice of the Father. Letting oneself be guided day by day until the greatest love. To understand this journey during Holy Week, the liturgy has made us listen to the so-called songs of the servant of the Lord. They are poetic texts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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in which the prophet Isaiah had outlined the figure of a mysterious servant. through which God would have been able to save the world from evil and sin. The Christian tradition has recognized in these songs a surprising prefiguration. and dramatic. of those steps that Jesus took, identifying himself as that man of sorrows who knows well how to suffer. who stripped himself unto death, bearing on himself the sin of many. In the first of these songs, the servant is presented as someone who must carry out an important mission. Beautiful. To open the eyes of the blind. To free the prisoners from prison. From that confinement, those who dwell in darkness. It is a task all in the name of life, aimed at those who are in suffering, in injustice, in sin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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However, the servant will have to carry out this mission in a very specific way. He will not shout or raise his voice. He will not make his voice heard in the square. It will not break a cracked cane. It will not extinguish a wick of the dim flame. No violence. No resorting to force. No temptation to destroy everything to start over. The servant will have to seek life amidst the darkness of evil. We know how it is not easy. Embracing such a mission. We are all constantly tempted to use a little bit. of aggression. A bit of violence. Thinking that without these means things never get resolved. The servant of the Lord cannot yield to this instinct. It must guard kindness as the only strength to face the darkness of evil.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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In the second canto, however, something cracks. After trying to accomplish his mission, the servant realizes that all his attempts to do good seem futile. I have consumed my strength for nothing and in vain. The good sown does not seem to sprout. Everything appears still, blocked. It is a crisis that sooner or later reaches anyone who has chosen to follow the Lord. The feeling of going in circles, of not getting anywhere. to remain faithful to something that bears no fruit. In reality. It's just an impression. Because with the word in vain the prophet does not say that the servant acted uselessly. but only that he cannot verify the fruit of his labor. Entering the darkness, the servant is as if he has entered a space where things are no longer the same.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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They no longer understand with our criteria. But they follow another design. The paradox of salvation that comes from God. In the third canto, a new surprise emerges. The servant realizes that those whom He would like to help react with hostility, with anger. Even with violence. Those who live in darkness, in fact, do not always welcome the light. Sometimes she refuses it and tries to stop it. Because light does not highlight only what is beautiful, but also what we would like to hide. Our wounds. Our lies. Our ambiguities. And this is frightening. The servant, however, does not back down. He continues the path indicated by the Lord without fleeing. I presented my back to the floggers, my cheeks to those who tore my beard. I did not take the face away from insults.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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and from spits. In the fourth canto, that which we have proclaimed in this liturgy, something disconcerting happens. The violence that befalls the servant is so intense that it disfigures his face. until it becomes unrecognizable. It has neither appearance nor beauty. Yet, precisely on this path, the servant has learned not to return the evil received. When evil strikes us, our instinct is always to react, to push it back. To at least balance the accounts. The servant does not resign himself to this logic. It welcomes everything without returning violence. Evil comes from him and there it stops. For this, he bore the sin of many. And he interceded for the guilty. Brothers and sisters, the Lord Jesus did not limit Himself to listening to these songs. He has interpreted them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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He has lived them intensely and with full trust in the will of the Father. Until he transforms his crucifixion into the salvation of the world. What a world that, in the face of evil, knows only two paths. Surrender or return it. We see it continuously. In wars. in divisions. In the wounds that mark all our relationships. Evil continues to circulate because it always finds someone willing to return it and to multiply it. Jesus broke this chain. Not imposing himself with a superior force, but accepting what has happened to him. And recognizing in those dramatic events of his passion the score. the songs of love and service. that the Father had entrusted to his life. He did not perform this score mechanically; he made it his own.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Translating prophetic words into concrete gestures, in silences full of compassion. Thus, walking the way of the cross, he learned the most difficult obedience. that of love for the other. even when the other presents themselves as an enemy. We live in a world where the voice of God no longer guides, as it once did, the shared path of humanity. Not because the voice of God has diminished, but because it is often a voice among many. covered by other words that promise security, progress, well-being. These are the indications that guide many choices today. and they trace the direction of common living. Yet the world continues to be a place where one suffers and dies. often without fault and without reason. Wars do not stop, injustices multiply. The most fragile are those who pay the highest price.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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It's as if a word is missing that can hold together the journey of humanity. A song. that knows how to guide our steps towards a fairer and more brotherly world. Yet in this scenario, if we look closely we can glimpse something surprising. A silent row of people who choose to listen to a different voice. Some clearly recognize it as the will of God. Others. They feel it as a deep and indispensable call of their own conscience. It is a voice that does not shout. That does not impose itself with force. That does not promise shortcuts. It is a discreet and stubborn song that invites to love. Stop. Never repay the evil received. Some. Choose to listen to this song. They are men and women. Normal. Who sometimes walk without even knowing it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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The same way of the servant of the Lord. They do not perform extraordinary gestures. Simply every day they get up and try to make something of their life. Something that is not only useful to them. But also to others. They carry burdens they did not choose. They welcome wounds without hardening. They do not stop seeking the good. Even when it seems useless. They do not make noise. They do not occupy the scene, but they keep open the possibility of a different world. It is thanks to them that evil does not have the last word. And the story is not closing in on violence. This multitude. Of people with heads who sing of that servant in whom God takes pleasure? They continue to resonate in the human heart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Waiting only for someone willing to translate them into the concrete score of their own life. Even when this means carrying the cross. In a few moments, we will adore the cross of the Lord with gestures, silences, prayers. it will be a special occasion. To recognize the mystery of God. And to reconcile ourselves. With the quality, weak, and strong of his love for us and for everyone. If we do not want to run the risk of reducing this liturgy to a formal exteriority, perhaps we could at least decide in our hearts. To lay down those weapons that we still hold in our hands. Perhaps they do not seem as dangerous to us as those they possess. The powerful of the world. Yet they are also instruments of death.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Because they are enough to weaken, to hurt, to drain meaning and love from our daily relationships. Yesterday, like today, the world needs to be saved. From the violence of evil, from the injustice that kills. From the divisions that humiliate. But this salvation will not come down from above. It can be guaranteed by political, economic, or military decisions. The world is continually saved by those who are willing to embrace the songs of the Servant of the Lord as a form of their own life. This is what the Lord Jesus has done. He took the Father's will seriously, accepting it as a score to be performed to the end. With strong cries and tears. For this reason, at the decisive moment when he was arrested, he was able to declare: It is me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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To freely enter into his passion of love. Brothers and sisters, this evening the score of the cross has also been delivered to us. We can welcome him. Freely. If we accept that there are no difficult circumstances. That cannot be addressed. There is no culprit to point a finger at. There is no enemy that can prevent us from loving and serving. Instead, it is us. By choosing not to repay evil for remaining patient in tribulations. To believe in good even when darkness seems to swallow everything? We can become. Day after day, those servants. Whom the Lord needs to bring salvation to the world. In a time like ours, still so torn apart by hatred and violence. Where even the name of God is invoked to justify wars and death decisions, we Christians are called to approach without fear. Indeed. With full confidence. to the cross of the Lord. Knowing that it is a throne. On which one sits and learns to reign with him. Putting life at the service of others. If we can keep firm the profession of this our faith. Even our days will know. Give voice to the songs of joy and suffering. That mysterious score of the cross. In which they are recognizable. The notes of the greatest love.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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