It will soon be a year since my father died. For him, Palm Sunday was one of the most beautiful dates. Hosanna! is the name of his website, and he always celebrated it with joy. Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord! The “Come, Lord Jesus” is placed on the tombstone of our family niche, because he wanted it that way. However, the reason for these letters is not to tell you about yesterday’s party, but simply to make you realize that today, in addition to being Holy Monday, that day when we read in the Gospel “six days before Easter”, when he was again at the house of Martha, Mary, and Lazarus… also, it is SAINT DIMAS.
My father wrote a beautiful prayer, many years ago, for the moment of his death. That death that my brothers and I explained a few months ago in this blog: Last memories of our father. Here I am going to write it, in case you want to pray it these days or share it:
Oh, glorious Saint Dimas! The most glorious of thieves in history, you who knew how to steal from the Sacred Heart its Kingdom, its Glory and its Life, intercede for me, so that I, who am worse than a thief, at the hour of my death can, know, and I want to say with you: “Lord, remember me when you return with the power of your royalty.”
I learned many things from my father, and one of them was that we should not skimp on generosity towards God and the saints. Meditating on today’s Gospel reminds us that the captain of all those who say that we should not spend money on worship, on images, and other religious acts or on chalices, patens and ciboriums, crowns of the Blessed Virgin, cathedrals, basilicas, etc.; The captain of them all was Judas, because he complained that Mary was wasting a bottle of nard perfume. It is clear that Jesus did not need the nard, because he gives off that smell, without needing to spend anything, in the Eucharist, in his most sacred wounds, suddenly and only because he wants to; However, Maria needed to give it to him. There are times when having details inflames our hearts, and getting angry about the details of others, the people we love, or Christ himself, is nothing more than a reflection of envy and a mean heart.
I would like to invite you to have details with the Heart of Jesus, to show him his Love, to seriously reflect on the ultimate truth of our Faith, that his Passion, Death and Resurrection is nothing more than the sample of Love that He is longing to have with each one of us, and that we can correspond, better or worse, with our words and gestures of Love to Him and to others. And when things don’t go well for us, all we can do is pray with Saint Dimas, who will surely be in charge of making everything easier.
I hope that this Holy Week is for you a gift of Love from God and from his Blessed Mother. He left you two videos, in case you haven’t been able to see them. Share without a doubt. What helps you, can help others.
