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And stretching out his hand toward his disciples, he said,
“Here are my mother and my brothers.
For whoever does the will of my heavenly Father
is my brother, and sister, and mother.”
“Here are my mother and my brothers.
For whoever does the will of my heavenly Father
is my brother, and sister, and mother.”
Five times in today’s reading we hear stretch,
stretching, and stretched. Moses stretched
out his hand over the Red Sea at God’s command in the
Book of Exodus. In the Responsorial Psalm (also from Exodus) God stretches out
his hand and the earth swallowed his enemies. And Jesus
stretches his hand over his disciples and says, “Here are my mother and my
brothers.”
Liturgically we recognize this gesture when the priest
blesses the bread and wine which have been placed on the altar, and when he
blesses the congregation at the end of Mass.
We use it also in the Sacraments of Baptism, Confirmation, Ordination, Reconciliation
and Anointing of the Sick. It might be supposed the groom and bride stretch
their hands toward one another as they join hands and pledge their
troth.
Stretching out the hand is not simply a warlike gesture, as
we might suppose from the Book of Exodus. It is also an expression of gathering, healing, blessing and tenderness. It is God’s blessing us as a
mother comforts her child; it is His gathering us as a husband embraces his
wife.
In today’s gospel, learning that his mother and brothers have come to hear him speak, Jesus includes you
and me among them. Hearing his word we have become his mother and brothers and
sisters.
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I love to write. This blog helps me to meditate on the Word of God, and I hope to make some contribution to our contemplations of God's Mighty Works.
Ordinarily, I write these reflections two or three weeks in advance of their publication. I do not intend to comment on current events.
I understand many people prefer gender-neutral references to "God." I don't disagree with them but find that language impersonal, unappealing and tasteless. When I refer to "God" I think of the One whom Jesus called "Abba" and "Father", and I would not attempt to improve on Jesus' language.
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