Who is Jesus?

 
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24th Sunday, based on Mark 8:27-35

Jesus went on with his disciples to the villages of Caesarea Philippi; and on the way he asked his disciples, “Who do people say that I am?” And they answered him, “John the Baptist; and others, Elijah; and still others, one of the prophets.” He asked them, “But who do you say that I am?” Peter answered him, “You are the Messiah.” And he sternly ordered them not to tell anyone about him.

Then he began to teach them that the Son of Man must undergo great suffering, and be rejected by the elders, the chief priests, and the scribes, and be killed, and after three days rise again. He said all this quite openly. And Peter took him aside and began to rebuke him. But turning and looking at his disciples, he rebuked Peter and said, “Get behind me, Satan! For you are setting your mind not on divine things but on human things.”

He called the crowd with his disciples, and said to them, “If any want to become my followers, let them deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me. For those who want to save their life will lose it, and those who lose their life for my sake, and for the sake of the gospel, will save it.


Scripture passage from the New Revised Standard Version Bible: Catholic Edition, copyright 1989, 1993, Division of Christian Education of the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved.

One thought on “Who is Jesus?

  1. Thank you for the bautiful thoughts.

    Prayer

    I dreamed that you had touched me
    And filled my life with joy
    With the mercy and the goodness
    That time cannot destroy

    I dreamed that you had heard me
    And did not turn away
    That you really, truly loved me
    Though I knew not what to say

    I dreamed that you had seen me
    And I didn’t know what to do
    Running round in circles
    Looking oh so hard for you

    I dreamed that you had blessed me
    With your everlasting grace
    And with your goodness had transformed
    My very time and space

    I dreamed I was a beggar
    Truly lost in space and time
    And without my being worthy
    You’d shared your love divine

    I woke up and I wondered
    Was it really somehow true
    That you were standing at my door
    Asking me to be with you

    Are you really my Redeemer
    That has come to set me free
    From the shackles and the shadows
    That do not let me see

    That it was you who dreamed of me
    And died that I might see
    That one with you forever
    Your true friend I might be

    © Jim Espinosa 2009

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