Daily Gospel Reflection
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March 8, 2023
As Jesus was going up to Jerusalem,
he took the Twelve disciples aside by themselves,
and said to them on the way,
“Behold, we are going up to Jerusalem,
and the Son of Man will be handed over to the chief priests
and the scribes,
and they will condemn him to death,
and hand him over to the Gentiles
to be mocked and scourged and crucified,
and he will be raised on the third day.”
Then the mother of the sons of Zebedee approached Jesus with her sons
and did him homage, wishing to ask him for something.
He said to her, “What do you wish?”
She answered him,
“Command that these two sons of mine sit,
one at your right and the other at your left, in your kingdom.”
Jesus said in reply,
“You do not know what you are asking.
Can you drink the chalice that I am going to drink?”
They said to him, “We can.”
He replied,
“My chalice you will indeed drink,
but to sit at my right and at my left,
this is not mine to give
but is for those for whom it has been prepared by my Father.”
When the ten heard this,
they became indignant at the two brothers.
But Jesus summoned them and said,
“You know that the rulers of the Gentiles lord it over them,
and the great ones make their authority over them felt.
But it shall not be so among you.
Rather, whoever wishes to be great among you shall be your servant;
whoever wishes to be first among you shall be your slave.
Just so, the Son of Man did not come to be served but to serve
and to give his life as a ransom for many.”
We might be tempted to think less of the mother in today’s gospel for the frank demand she made of Jesus. Yet Jesus did not rebuke her.
As a mother, I admit there’s little I wouldn’t do to get my child as close to Jesus as possible. But as I think of my own mother, I’m reminded of one afternoon in my childhood. I was sitting in a parked car with her, lamenting that she wouldn’t permit me to do whatever I asked that day.
“My job,” she responded calmly, “isn’t to be your friend. My job is to get you to heaven. The right way.” When I think back on these words, I realize that my mom and dad have always strived to live this path–this “way”–through countless sacrifices, prayers, an unwavering commitment to Mass and parish life, and the devout belief that a fulfilled life only comes through serving others.
God surrounds us with examples of this path. I think of my husband, parking in the church lot on a dreary Saturday morning to serve as an example to our children and godchildren. I think of my husband’s parents, who sacrifice their daily life to care for an elderly priest. I think of my siblings, who serve their communities and families with deep love and without regard for themselves.
Jesus understood the mother’s desire to place her sons close to Him, even though she did not fully comprehend the right way to get there. Jesus reminded his followers that the path to becoming close to God is selfless, empathetic, and courageous—we must neither walk alone nor without regard for those alongside us. The journey of faith requires that we walk alongside each other–helping, encouraging, challenging, and, sometimes, even carrying others to Christ. There cannot be a body of Christ with just one disciple, and, as Jesus reminds us today, there cannot be discipleship without the cross.
Prayer
The life of your followers is one of service and self-sacrifice, a life like yours, Lord. Though you must have trembled before the betrayal, condemnation and suffering ahead, you did not turn away. No, you continued up to Jerusalem out of love for us.Fill us with your love and your strength, O God, so that we might be the servant of our sisters and brothers and thus imitate your great gift of love. Amen.
Saint of the Day

There were three great Spanish saints named John who were all contemporaries during the 1500s: St. John of the Cross, St. John of Avila, and St. John of God. In fact, St. John of Avila rescued today’s saint—St. John of God—from anasylum!
John of God lived a life marked by impulse. He ran away from home as a boy when he heard of adventures waiting in the New World. He never made it across the ocean, however, and enlisted in a company of mercenaries and fought in Spain’s war against France.
He lived the life of a soldier with his comrades, who enjoyed drinking, gambling, and pillaging when they could. When the band of soldiers fell apart, he worked as a shepherd until he was about 40 years old, when he began to reflect upon his life and the many things he had done wrong. He resolved to dedicate the rest of his life to God’s service.
He heard of Christians being held as slaves in Africa, and he left to do what he could to ransom them. When that did not work out, he returned to Spain and worked odd jobs, including peddling books.
One day he heard a sermon from the holy man known as John of Avila, and his words struck John of God to the heart. When he heard the homily, he was devastated over his past sins and rent his clothes, gave away everything to the poor, and ran through the streets wailing and pulling his hair out. He was committed to an asylum, and not even the severe treatments of the time brought him out of his grief.
John of Avila heard of the man’s plight and visited him in the asylum. He told John of God that he had done enough penance and should give his life to action that would benefit his own soul and the lives of others. John of God was instantly calmed and began to help care for other people in the asylum.
He eventually spread his good works to anyone who was poor and sick. He sold wood in the public square to raise money for the poor, and he sought people out from where they were living under bridges and in abandoned buildings. He would beg for those who were too sick to beg and gave everything away in service to those who were living miserable lives due to disease and poverty. He raised enough money to rent a building, which became a hospital. News of his work spread through the town and soon people were bringing donations and offering their time and energy to support his work. After his death, two religious orders emerged and continue his work today.
He was often mocked and criticized for helping anyone who needed it—even prostitutes and people of bad character. He responded by stating, “I confess that I know of no bad person in my hospital except myself alone, who am indeed unworthy to eat the bread of the poor.”
When John heard the news that a fire broke out in his hospital, he rushed to the scene to find people standing around, watching the building, and the sick inside, go up in flames. He sprang to action, running into the burning building and carrying out the sick on his own back. He made a number of trips through the flames but was not injured. A cannon was brought to destroy the part of the building that was burning in order to save the rest of it, but John stopped them and climbed to the roof and used an ax to separate the burning wing. When the walls fell away, he fell through and everyone thought him lost until he walked out of the building, unhurt. For this reason, he is the patron saint of firefighters.
In another instance of his impulsive love, he caught pneumonia when he waded into a flood trying to save a person and other supplies. He died from that illness on this date in 1550 at the age of 55. His relics rest in the reliquary chapel in the Basilica.
St. John of God, impulsive lover of God, and patron saint of firefighters, hospitals, and the sick—pray for us!
Image Credit: Our featured image of St. John of God is in the public domain. Last accessed February 6, 2025 on Wikimedia Commons.