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A Maundy Thursday Prayer

April 17, 2014

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I can feel your broken heart, O Lord, as you watched the fingers reach for food in your final Earthly meal with your disciples. You saw the gulf between them and you. Some banally argued over rank and prestige while one tabulated his silver reward. All missed your foot-washing portrait: Brawls over crowns and garlands are for Gentile leaders and would-be CEO’s and partisan kingpins ruled by the latest opinion polls. Such spats are worse than irrelevant. They’re spiritual tear gas. They blind us to your vision of the self-effacing servant with a towel: The first is last and the last is first.

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