We indeed are so much like that woman in last Sunday's Gospel with whatever our sin be, and even more like those others who were trying to stone her. It was ultimately our sins that formed the nails which hammered Christ to the tree. We killed him. We’re murderers. Those same judgmental Pharisees were at the Cross taunting him, as if he were a sinner himself. But from that Cross, Jesus looked up to the Father and said, “Father, forgive them for they know not what they do!” As we get ready to receive the body that was nailed to that Cross and have that blood come down from his five wounds into this chalice, may we truly run to God to forgive our sins, to help us to recognize just how merciful he has been with us, and to bring that joy of the reality of the forgiveness of sins out to those caught in the grip of sin, so that they might come to the Lord and finally live.
