Meditations on The Passion–February 29th

Hand_Shake12That same day Herod and Pilate became friends with each other; before this they had been enemies.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Jesus is the new enemy. A common target for their frustration. A common experience for them to share. Common ground for them to meet on. Anger can unite just as easily as it can divide. All that is needed is a mutual scapegoat. They both would rather not deal with him—passing him back and forth like a bomb that is about to explode. They both know what it is to bear the burden of public office and have to run cost benefit analyses that will keep the most people happy. Kill one man and this angry mob will be sated? Pretty tempting, especially when this man will say noting in his own defense. Guilty? Innocent? Those words mean nothing when it comes to keeping order. And order is what we need. It suits us both. We are the deciders. And we must decide which evils we can live with and which ones will make our lives too difficult. Nice to have a friend who understands. It’s hard work playing the villain. Lonely work. Heavy lies the head that wears the crown. If only they knew the power of leadership through sacrifice; through doing the right thing even if it was the unpopular thing. For that is how Jesus would lead us, and onward to a power far greater than any office in this world.