Saturday, August 29, 2026

Beheading of Saint John the Baptist, martyr

Mark 6:17-29

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First reading

Jeremiah 1:17-19

“You therefore put your belt on your waist, arise, and say to them all that I command you. Don’t be dismayed at them, lest I dismay you before them. For, behold, I have made you today a fortified city, an iron pillar, and bronze walls, against the whole land, against the kings of Judah, against its princes, against its priests, and against the people of the land. They will fight against you, but they will not prevail against you; for I am with you”, says the Lord, “to rescue you.”

Responsorial psalm

Psalms 71:1-2,3-4,5-6,15,17

In you, the Lord, I take refuge. Never let me be disappointed. Deliver me in your righteousness, and rescue me. Turn your ear to me, and save me. Be to me a rock of refuge to which I may always go. Give the command to save me, for you are my rock and my fortress. Rescue me, my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the hand of the unrighteous and cruel man. For you are my hope, Lord God; my confidence from my youth. I have relied on you from the womb. You are he who took me out of my mother’s womb. I will always praise you. My mouth will tell about your righteousness, and of your salvation all day, though I don’t know its full measure. God, you have taught me from my youth. Until now, I have declared your wondrous works.

Gospel

Mark 6:17-29

For Herod himself had sent out and arrested John, and bound him in prison for the sake of Herodias, his brother Philip’s wife, for he had married her. For John said to Herod, “It is not lawful for you to have your brother’s wife.” Herodias set herself against him, and desired to kill him, but she couldn’t, for Herod feared John, knowing that he was a righteous and holy man, and kept him safe. When he heard him, he did many things, and he heard him gladly. Then a convenient day came, that Herod on his birthday made a supper for his nobles, the high officers, and the chief men of Galilee. When the daughter of Herodias herself came in and danced, she pleased Herod and those sitting with him. The king said to the young lady, “Ask me whatever you want, and I will give it to you.” He swore to her, “Whatever you shall ask of me, I will give you, up to half of my kingdom.” She went out, and said to her mother, “What shall I ask?” She said, “The head of John the Baptizer.” She came in immediately with haste to the king, and asked, “I want you to give me right now the head of John the Baptizer on a platter.” The king was exceedingly sorry, but for the sake of his oaths, and of his dinner guests, he didn’t wish to refuse her. Immediately the king sent out a soldier of his guard, and commanded to bring John’s head, and he went and beheaded him in the prison, and brought his head on a platter, and gave it to the young lady; and the young lady gave it to her mother. When his disciples heard this, they came and took up his corpse, and laid it in a tomb.

Lectio

Today the Church remembers John the Baptist not for his fiery preaching by the Jordan, but for the way he died — trapped in the machinery of another man's weakness. And here is what unsettles: John is exactly the man Jeremiah was told he would be. A fortified city, an iron pillar, bronze walls. He said the true and difficult thing to the king who held his life, and he did not soften it. And still they beheaded him. The promise "they will not prevail against you" did not mean John would keep his head. It meant something deeper and harder — that the truth he carried could not be silenced by silencing him.

The most haunting figure in this story is not the executioner or the scheming Herodias. It is Herod himself, who "feared John, knowing that he was a righteous and holy man," who "heard him gladly," who was "exceedingly sorry" — and who killed him anyway. Herod is the man who knows better and does the wrong thing because he cannot bear to lose face in front of his guests. He is destroyed not by hatred but by a foolish oath and the fear of embarrassment. How many of us have done small betrayals for exactly this reason: because backing down in front of the people watching felt like more than we could survive.

There is a quiet mercy in the psalm running beneath all of this. "I have relied on you from the womb." The one who is truly fortified is not the one with power over life and death at his birthday feast, but the one who has learned to take refuge in God since before he could speak. John's strength was never his own hardness. It was his lifelong leaning on the Rock.

Where in your life right now are you doing something you know is wrong, not out of malice, but because backing down in front of certain people feels unbearable — and who are those people?

Is there a true and difficult word you owe to someone with power over some part of your life, that you have been swallowing to keep the peace?

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