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Sunday April 18th. 2010
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Peter– the failure who became Christ’s chosen one
Reflection on this Sunday’s Gospel —The meeting with Jesus on the sea shore
he Apostles were eager to put the
trauma and disgrace of Good Friday out
of their minds, and so they slipped back to
life as it was before Jesus called them.
They had just come back from a night's fishing, empty-handed.
A stranger on the shore urged them to cast their nets once more and the
result was a miraculous catch of fish. At that moment they recognised
Jesus and accepted his invitation to share breakfast with him at the
lakeside. In Pilate's courtyard Peter with curses and oaths had denied to
the servants that he knew Jesus, and now all the memories of that night,
of how unfaithful he had acted, made him uneasy and embarrassed.
Jesus knew exactly how he felt and offered him an opportunity to renew
his love and loyalty to the risen Christ. Peter's authority, lost by his
denial, was now restored through his confession of faith. His position as
head of the apostles was
clarified and he was given the
commission to guard the
whole flock in Christ's name,
a role that would lead to his
violent death. The Good
Shepherd left his Church in
the charge of a man who had
failed him, which shows that
Christ's call does not exclude
our falls. Peter came to know
God's grace through failure.
Often failure can be the
finger of God pointing the
way, awakening within us an
awareness of our own
helplessness. Whatever it was
about that lakeside gathering
it restored Peter's confidence,
gave him the strength to
renew his faith and throw
himself into the spreading of
the gospel.The challenge
which Christ presented to
Peter, 'Simon, son of John, do
you love me more than these
others do?' is the same
challenge facing us. As
followers of Christ, we are to
make that same commitment
in a world that is becoming
ever more secular and anti-
Christian.
The three fold betrayal of Christ by Peter in the
court yard, with the cockerel ready to crow
Peter, do you love me?