Goya and Passion Sunday
There is something that is haunting about Goya’s Still Life with Sheep’s Head. When I view this painting, I am reminded of Our Lord’s Passion. The sheep has been slaughtered, butchered, so that the ribs have been cut open. The position of the ribs is such that one side has been put up against the other, forming a cross. The head sits left, and though severed has an eerie quality that suggests that the sheep witnessed its own slaughter.
This witnessing of one’s death is precisely what Christ knew he was doing in the Garden of Gethsemane. Indeed, realizing that the very people who called themselves apostles would abandon him he says in Matthew:
Then Jesus said to them, “This night all of you will have your faith in me shaken, for it is written: ‘I will strike the shepherd, and the sheep of the flock will be dispersed’; but after I have been raised up, I shall go before you to Galilee.” (Matt 26:31-33)
And yet are we not the sheep? What about our own death and how does this relate to Our Lord’s Passion?
A fraternity member who was a teacher in a public school used to tell her grammar school age students this: we all cry, we all bleed, and we all die. Jesus, who as St. Paul tells us, did not regard equality with God something to be grasped, humbled himself becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross (Phil. 2:6,8). He cried, he bled, and he died. He humbled himself embracing our humanity so that we might share in his divinity. In that sense, we can unite our sufferings to his. This idea is known as redemptive suffering, that we can participate in the Lord’s death by uniting our suffering to his for a new life in his resurrection.
I cannot be certain Goya intended anything religious in this painting. He was preoccupied with death and how it can sometimes be cruel. And yet, when I see the very vivid image of the sheep I think about how we are united with Christ in his suffering and death so that we may live. And most profoundly it is worth meditating this Holy Week on the humility of God’s love, becoming human to die with us so that we might live with him in paradise, like the thief who asked to be remembered. Will we be remembered?
