03/14/2026
There was no death in the ancient world as shameful as crucifixion. Stripped naked in front of the whole world and literally hung up for everyone to mock and spit on and insult while slowly dying in agony, that is crucifixion. And so the cross was a symbol, not only of Roman power and authority, but of the most shameful form of death known to man.
And crucifixion is the most powerful image of death because this is precisely what death is: a cruel mockery of life. We try to make peace with it but to no avail. People now have “celebrations of life” when they die, but the Church knows what the saints have always told us, that death is not just the final chapter of life, not a friend to be greeted as some poets want to tell us, but our nemesis, our mortal enemy.
So why, if this is the case, does Christ in this gospel tell us to take up our cross and, in a sense, embrace death? Because there is a third way. Living in the world we think the opposite of death is life, biological life, this life that we know. And so we cling to it, we hang on to it tightly, with white knuckles, desperately fighting off death by seeking pleasure wherever we can find it. And let us not kid ourselves, this is precisely what we’re doing by seeking pleasure and satisfaction in this world, we’re trying to fight off death. Why, after all, has our culture made a cult of youth, of attempting to be forever young, of plastic surgery, of little blue pills, trying to look and feel like we’re forever 18 years old? Why if not because we’re trying desperately to stave off death by feeling alive.
I think we should be honest about what our culture is selling us and what it’s doing to us with its incessant advertisements for the cult of youth. It’s turning us into vampires. We fear death and so we feed off of the only life we know, the life of the flesh, life of pleasure, like parasites. Is that too gruesome for you? But just what are we doing if not sucking the life out of this world, desperately trying to get life forever we can find it? What is it, in the end, but a sort of grotesque and unholy Eucharist? Isn’t all of our consumption merely a participation in the flesh and blood of this world, hoping it will give us life?
But Christ is not offering us simply more of this life that we know, biological life, more food and drink and s*x. He’s offering us eternal life, which is not just more biological life or even unending biological life, but divine life. And, paradoxically, the way to divine life is a third way between mere biological life and death. It is the way of the cross.
Christ is telling his followers and disciples to embrace the cross, to take it upon themselves, to not wait to be crucified but to crucify themselves. But what about the shame of the cross? The real shame lies in our attempts and our desire to find our life in this world, a world that has become for us a place of shadows, false promises and deception. Don’t misunderstand, it’s not that this world is evil, it is not. But when we make it our end, our life, it decays and turns to dust in our hands and becomes for us death. By letting go of our grip on this life, our clinging to this world, and instead taking hold of the cross and raising it onto our shoulders in faith, embracing the path of Christ, life and death as we know it lose their hold on us and we mysteriously enter into the third way, the way of Christ, the way of the cross.
And this, after all, is the point of this whole season of Great Lent which is a microcosm of our life: we seek to look beyond this world of mere food and drink and s*x and the pleasure of this life to find our life elsewhere, as Saint Paul says, hidden with Christ. Lent teaches us what we should never forget as Christians, that our whole life only ever makes sense as a participation in the Paschal mystery of Christ crucified and risen, triumphing over death by death. Here, in the middle of Lent, in the middle of our lives, let us simply be Christians, denying ourselves, taking up our cross, and following Christ, to whom is do all glory, with the Father and the Holy Spirit, now and ever, and unto ages of ages. Amen.
-Fr John Wehling