“Unless there is a Good Friday in your life, there can be no Easter Sunday.” —Ven. Fulton Sheen—

As the disciples lounge, leaning toward the table with their feet behind them, away from the table, Jesus picks up a basin and towel. Perhaps we can imagine him walking behind each of his friends, picking up their dirty feet...

This unnamed woman gives up her most valuable possession (probably) for the sake of Jesus. For her, Jesus was worthy of this expensive outpouring of this valuable resource. She willingly lowered herself, poured it out, and surrendered herself to anoint the Messiah King.

Sunday's celebratory shouts of “Hosanna, hosanna!” were tempered with a seemingly agitated Jesus on Monday. And now, as we stop to reflect on this Holy Tuesday, we can see the sun beginning to set. A most unexpected and unwelcome series of events is about to take place.