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Our Gospel reading on this Second Sunday in Lent is Matthew’s account of the Transfiguration, (Mt 17: 1-9). When Matthew tells us that, “Jesus took with him Peter and James and his brother John and led them up a high mountain where they could be alone,” in fact, he is taking us with them to share in their experience. It is there, in our presence too, that he is transfigured. What do we see? “His face shone like the sun and his clothes became as white as the light.” Then Moses and Elijah appear, and they are talking with Jesus, who is the heir and fulfilment of both the Law and the Prophets, for all Scripture points to him. We might want to join Peter in proposing that three tents be erected, should it be the will of Jesus. “It is wonderful for us to be here,” we say with him, yet words cannot express how we feel. Even while we’re speaking, a cloud covers us in its shadow and we hear a voice proclaim. “This is my Son, the Beloved, who enjoys my favour. Listen to him.” It is the Father’s voice. We fall to our faces with fear, but Jesus comes up and touches us. “Do not be afraid,” he says, and when we look up, we see no one but only Jesus. That’s how it will always be from now on. We will see no one, but only Jesus in all those whom we meet and see. As we come down from the mountain, prepared for anything as long as Jesus is with us, he warns us, “Say nothing about this until I rise from the dead.” It’s a day and an experience we shall never forget.
Fr Paul
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