Fr. Jo's Reflection for the 14th Sunday in Ordinary Time, Year A, July 5, 2026
It’s not Palm Sunday, yet. But the first reading today reminds us about the entrance liturgy of Palm Sunday, where we read excerpts from the prophet Zephaniah: “Rejoice heartily, O daughter Zion; shout for joy, O daughter Jerusalem! See, your king shall come to you, a just savior is he, meek, and riding on an ass, on a colt, the foal of an ass” (Zechariah 9:9). When Zephaniah announced the coming of this new king centuries before Christ, the Israelites had spent some 300 years in Babylonian captivity; and even as he spoke, they were under bitter persecution by the Greeks who conquered and imposed Greek faith, customs and rules. A Jew hearing Zephaniah’s prophecy would wonder if the prophet had been out in the sun for far too long to suggest that they should, of all things, ‘rejoice.’ And what kind of king would come riding on an ass—a beast of burden—when other conquerors rode on chariots and horses? But it’s the role of the prophet to see what’s hidden from the so-called wise and learned. In fulfilment of this prophecy, Jesus invites the people (us) to come to Him with their (our) burdens, and He’ll give them (us) rest. Referencing again the beast of burden, He asks them to lay down their yoke and take upon them His own yoke, which He declares is easy; and His burden, which is light. Completely confusing stuff! Isn’t it?
I learned that when Fr. Heiring assembled parishioners of Holy Family Tulsa to start work on the church that we now call cathedral, there were no trucks and tractors to dig and hurl dirt and other building materials. Much of the work was done with the aid of an instrument called yoke. What the yoke did was tie two animals together so that their combined strength could pull a wagon filled with dirt or stone or other heavy equipment that humans were incapable of pulling. In the plantations, though, it was the combined strength of slaves that pulled the plow. Hence, the word yoke symbolized and is associated with slavery and servitude. Many times, in scripture, the Jewish law would be referred to as a yoke. Yes, the law—both of the Jews and some of our unreasonable laws—often turn into burdens to be endured. It isn’t really a great sobriquet to call our country “a nation of laws.” I vote for “a nation of love,” with hope there’s still some love left in our toxic public discourse.
Jesus asks two things from us—to come to Him and to learn from Him. First is to come to Him: an invitation that reveals our helpless condition as people who labor and are burdened with multiple yokes—the yoke of slavery to sin and death, the crushing yoke of indebtedness to our flesh’s insatiability, the heavy and painful yoke of loneliness of minds wrapped in self-absorption, the pulverizing yoke of searching for relevance in a self-enclosed world with its smug self-satisfaction, and the suffocating yoke of solidarity with worldly cleverness. Second, Jesus asks us to learn from Him to liberate ourselves from these yokes, and not capitulate. He asks us to learn from Him how to develop the full potential of our souls rather than luck ourselves up in a world that cannot truly satisfy our longings. Learning from Him assures that the things that are overwhelming burdens for the so-called learned and clever in the world will become life-building for us, thanks to the action of His Spirit.
Finally, Jesus says He’ll partner with us in bearing our burdens. The primary use of the yoke is to join two animals together so that no one animal pulls the plow or the wagon alone. The essence of the incarnation is this partnership between the Son of God and us in bearing our burdens. In this sense, the yoke doesn’t just connect two irrational beasts. A new yoke fashioned by the Lord Himself joins us with Him to pull this wagon ...all the troubles in our life. He made a definite promise at the Last Supper that, as long as we choose to partner with Him, He wouldn’t leave us orphans (Jn 14:18). So, whose yoke do you prefer: the devil’s, the world’s, the one fashioned by your hand ...or the Lord’s?
Fr. Chukwudi Jo Okonkwo

