Friday, 23 February 2024

 

Matthew 5:20-26
Go and be reconciled with your brother first

The Confession,

Painted by Giuseppe Molteni (1800-1867),

Painted in 1838,

Oil on canvas

© Pinacoteca di Brera, Milan

Gospel Reading

Jesus said to his disciples: ‘If your virtue goes no deeper than that of the scribes and Pharisees, you will never get into the kingdom of heaven.


‘You have learnt how it was said to our ancestors: You must not kill; and if anyone does kill he must answer for it before the court. But I say this to you: anyone who is angry with his brother will answer for it before the court; if a man calls his brother “Fool” he will answer for it before the Sanhedrin; and if a man calls him “Renegade” he will answer for it in hell fire. So then, if you are bringing your offering to the altar and there remember that your brother has something against you, leave your offering there before the altar, go and be reconciled with your brother first, and then come back and present your offering. Come to terms with your opponent in good time while you are still on the way to the court with him, or he may hand you over to the judge and the judge to the officer, and you will be thrown into prison. I tell you solemnly, you will not get out till you have paid the last penny.’


Reflection on the painting

The theme of our Gospel reading today captures one of the most basic themes of Lent: reconciliation. Jesus asks us not to reconcile ourselves only with our fellow brothers and sisters, but also to reconcile ourselves with God. Etymologically the word ‘reconciliation’ comes from the Latin words ‘re’, meaning ‘again’ and ‘concilare', meaning ‘to make friendly’. It is the act of making two people or groups to become friendly again after an argument or disagreement. It is easy to see how that works between people. We can all probably think of examples of where people have been reconciled. However, thinking of reconciliation with God is harder to do, as often our lack of humility prevents us from seeing that there is anything broken or ruptured in our relationship with God in the first place.


Only when we start to recognise that our relationship with God needs mending do we grow closer to the heart of God. Did he not reach out to us first by sending his Son in our midst, nailed to the cross for our sake? Of course we also have the Sacrament of Reconciliation to help us. The Catechism of the Catholic Church (§§1423-24) gives various names for this sacrament: the sacrament of Conversion; the sacrament of Penance; the sacrament of Confession; the sacrament of Forgiveness; and the sacrament of Reconciliation. These names encapsulate the graces that we receive through the sacrament.


Our painting by Giuseppe Molteni depicts a well-dressed young woman going to confession. At the time this was painted, critics thought that the lady was a young mother who had yielded to the advances of an admirer. But we don’t know for sure who she is. The artist never revealed who she was. A Catholic art critic at the time, Pietro Estense Selvatico, simply stated that the painting was designed to illustrate the moral beauty of everyday life. However we may read this painting, it is a beautiful depiction of the Sacrament of Reconciliation… there to make us friendly again with God.

6 comments:

  1. NOT published today on Amazon Books re "Granny Barkes fell in Woolworths" - a review by Seaton Burn.

    Tee! Hee! Hee!

    GENE

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  2. Once again game, set and match to Gene methinks.

    Ducky Duckworth

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  3. Remember back in the days of the TES Opinion Forum how many times the cry used to go up: 'Another Victory For Gene!' ?

    Looks like that continues.

    Tony of the Big Saloon

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  4. "Remember back in the days of the TES Opinion Forum how many times the cry used to go up: 'Another Victory For Gene!' ?"

    And remember that it only went up from Gene himself, at a point in an argument whenever whatever bogus bigotry he had propounded had been thoroughly demolished by logical argument? At which point he would stick his fingers in his ears, claim victory and run for cover like cowardly little weasel he is.

    And as we see here: he who whangs on endlessly about his commitment to free speech, and in the same breath censors the free speech of others who dare to tell him some home truths about himself - that he is a liar, a plagiarist, a narcissist suffering from delusions of adequacy: and above all that he can't write for toffee, as every line and every page of "Granny Barkes fell in Woolworths" proclaims.

    My review of "Granny Barkes" exposed your self-aggrandising deceit and hypocrisy, your thorough nastiness in threatening reprisals aimed at people I love and, most of all, your total failure as a writer - which is why you had it removed.

    And what was that about selling two thousand copies in a month? about the non-existent Rattlesnake Press shipping 20,000 copies across the Atlantic?

    And when are you going to print the reviews from the Huffington Post and A N Wilson?

    Or do I have to write to Andrew Losowsky at the Huffingron Post or Mr Wilson's agent Steph Adam to ask for copies?

    This morning's Amazon Best Sellers List shows "Granny Barkes fell in Woolworths" standing at number 2,555,554 in the rankings.

    Gene Vincent, illiterate, pretentious, deluded, hypocritical, nasty, a total failure as a writer, and about to be exposed to a public humiliation from the Huffington Post and one of the most respected literary critics in Britain. Mr Wilson, in particular will I think produce one of his blistering denunciations of your lies which he will see as an attempt by you to smear his reputation.

    If that is "victory", what will defeat look like? I can hardly wait.

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  5. I think you may have the wrong Mr Wilson - an understandable mistake. I am referring to Aloysius Norbert Wilson.

    GENE

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    1. Oh fuck off, Gene: don't insult my intelligence. "Aloysius Norbert Wilson" - for fuck's sake. Call yourself a novelist? you can't even invent a convincing lie.

      You clearly intended readers to understand that Andrew Norman Wilson had reviewed your book favourably. Well, we will find out when I send the screen shots of the Harris and Hoole posts to Stephanie Adam, who seems to guard her clients' reputations very jealously - she replied to my original email within thirty minutes, asking for further and better details. I will be very happy to supply her with these.

      Which still leaves the matter of the Huffington Post.

      Andrew Losowsky has yet to respond, and at least your poverty-stricken powers of invention didn't come up with some crap about Huffington being the name of the bugler who played the Last Post at the 1919 Remembrance Day services in Spring Lake, Alberta, dropped dead of an aneurysm as the last notes died away and had the local paper, The Huffington Post, re-named after him.

      This morning's Amazon Best Sellers List shows "Granny Barkes fell in Woolworths" standing at number 2,555,554 in the rankings.

      Gene Vincent, illiterate, pretentious, deluded, hypocritical, nasty, a total failure as a writer, and about to be exposed to a public humiliation from the Huffington Post and one of the most respected literary critics in Britain. I will encourage Mr Wilson to produce one of the blistering denunciations of literary fraudulence which so often entertain readers of The Spectator.

      If that is "victory", what will defeat look like? I can hardly wait.

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