Daily Readings - August 11, 2011 - Thursday

Saint Clare, Nun
First Reading: Joshua 3:7-10, 11, 13-17
Responsorial Psalm: Psalms 114:1-2, 3-4, 5-6
Holy Gospel: Matthew 18:21-19:1



 

Holy Gospel:

21 Then Peter asked him, “Lord, how many times must I forgive the offenses of my brother or sister? Seven times?” 22 Jesus answered, “No, not seven times, but seventy-seven times.

23 This story throws light on the kingdom of heaven. A king decided to settle the accounts of his servants. 24 Among the first was one who owed him ten thousand gold ingots. 25 As the man could not repay the debt, the king commanded that he be sold as a slave with his wife, children and all his goods in payment.

26 The official threw himself at the feet of the king and said, ‘Give me time, and I will pay you back everything.’ 27 The king took pity on him and not only set him free but even canceled his debt.

28 This official then left the king’s presence and he met one of his companions who owed him a hundred pieces of silver. He grabbed him by the neck and almost strangled him, shouting, ‘Pay me what you owe!’ 29 His companion threw himself at his feet and asked him, ‘Give me time, and I will pay everything.’ 30 The other did not agree, but sent him to prison until he had paid all his debt.

31 His companions saw what happened. They were indignant and so they went and reported everything to their lord. 32 Then the lord summoned his official and said, ‘Wicked servant, I forgave you all that you owed when you begged me to do so. 33 Weren’t you bound to have pity on your companion as I had pity on you?’ 34 The lord was now angry, so he handed his servant over to be punished, until he had paid his whole debt.”

35 Jesus added, “So will my heavenly Father do with you unless each of you sincerely for­give your brother or sister.”

19 • 1 When Jesus had finished this teach­­ing, he left Galilee and arrived at the border of Judea, on the other side of the Jordan River. 2 A great crowd was with him and there, too, he healed their sick.


First Reading:

Then Yahweh said to Joshua: “Today I will begin to make you great in the eyes of Israel and they shall know that I am with you as I was with Moses. 8 Give this order to the priests who carry the Ark of the Covenant: As soon as you come to the banks of the Jordan, stand still in the river.”And Joshua said to the Israel­ites: “Come nearer and listen to the words of ­Yahweh, our God. 10 Do you want a sign that Yahweh, the living God, is in your midst, he who drives away before you the Canaanites, Hittites, Hivites, Perizzites, as well as the Girgashites, Jebusites and Amorites? 11 See, the Ark of the Covenant of the Lord of all the earth is going to cross the Jordan before you. 13 When the priests who carry the Ark of the Lord of all the earth put their feet into the water of the Jordan, the water coming from upstream shall stop flowing and stand in one single mass.”

14 When the people set out from their camp to cross the Jordan, the priests who carried the Ark of the Covenant went before them. 15 There was much water in the Jordan, for it was overflowing its banks at this time of the barley harvest. Nevertheless, when those who carried the Ark went down to the river and their feet touched the edge of the water, the water from upstream stopped flowing.

16 The water stood still, forming some­thing like a dam very far from that place, near Adam, the neighboring city of Zarethan. The water flowing down to the Dead Sea was completely cut off, and so the peo­ple could cross opposite Jericho. 17 The priests who carried the Ark of the Covenant remained in the middle of the river which dried up, until all the Israelites had crossed the Jordan.


Responsorial Psalm:

Alleluia!
When Israel came out of Egypt,
the family of Jacob
from a people of foreign language,

2 Judah became his sanctuary,
Israel his possession.

At his sight the sea fled
and the Jordan retreated;

the mountains skipped like rams,
the hills frolicked like lambs.

Why is it, sea, that you flee?
Jordan, that you turn back?

Mountains, that you skip like rams?
Hills, that you frolic like lambs?

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