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.
Palm Sunday, the day the people of Jerusalem welcomed Jesus as their king into the city.
And in five days, they will be calling for him to die.
As my pastor said in his homily last night, “how fickle we are.”
Let’s enter deeply into Holy Week this year. What is God saying to us in this most holy week of the year?
(side note: Palms are blessed, they’re sacramentals, meaning that you can’t just throw the old ones away. You have to burn them and then throw away the ashes [this is actually how we get Ash Wednesday ashes; they’re the burnt palms from the year before], or toss the palm into a garden or your yard, so that it returns to nature that way. I usually put it in my front landscaping bed after burning off a bit of it. But remember to treat it and all blessed objects reverently!)