Undeserving of Your Love
We have killed you, we will kill you again, and our world
will continue to kill you. Humanity has officially failed. You were not
crucified over two thousand years ago. No. We have been crucifying you every single
day since. Every day, we nail your holy body on the Cross with our sins,
hatred, cruelty, and betrayal. Forgive us, we cannot speak your language of
love and compassion anymore. We see Christianity differently than you do. We cannot
forgive, do good, be good, give, and love. We know you sacrificed your life for
us, for our eternal Heaven, but we prefer to hold on to our grudges, hostility,
conflicts, and thirst for revenge. It is easier this way.
Every year, you hope that we purify our souls and purge the
vindictive demons swarming in our hearts. We know that you aim to make us see
and embrace the light of your Kingdom—There, so evident in the innocence of
love and serenity of forgiveness. Yet, we fail you and opt to deceive you
instead, because it is easier to hate than redeem oneself. It is much easier to
point fingers at others as we fester in our destructive insecurities. It is
certainly easier to betray than to stand up for what’s right and be faithful.
Judas would have never existed, if it weren’t for our
weaknesses. He wouldn’t have had a chance to subsist, if it weren’t for the malice
in our souls. Judas wouldn’t have survived in each one of us, had we not
nurtured him and fostered his forfeited spirit. You carry all our crosses in
one and we are still lost, disoriented, unsettled, living in constant
uncertainty, wandering aimlessly, waiting to blame Judas for every
betrayal, every disloyalty, and every deception we commit, again
and again. Judas knew he betrayed you, but we don’t. We pretend we don’t.
We only see your crucifixion as done for us and not by us. And we
continue in this oblivion… Soon, we will rejoice and celebrate your Resurrection,
but what is the true meaning of your sacrifice? What is the magnitude of your
love? Do we know? We revel in your Resurrection, yet we continue to deny the
infiniteness of your death, as we point fingers at Judas, not knowing that we
have long renounced your love, and created a million other Judases.
Forgive the undeserving of your beautiful Kingdom. Wait for
the very few whose untainted hearts will lead them to you. It will probably
take the rest of us another two thousand years to understand your sacrifice and
appreciate the power of your love.
Go back to our Heavenly Father and tell Him humanity has