Happy Palm Sunday
A donkey is not a beautiful creature. What it lacks in beauty is not compensated by a good nature or a pleasing voice. It cannot even claim exotic or rare as a distinguishing feature. And yet the donkey-- short legs, long ears, big teeth, voice of horror-- plays a central role in the life of Christ bearing his mother to his birth and carrying him in his brief moment of triumph on the day called Palm Sunday which launches Christians' most Holy Week. GK Chesterton wrote a tribute to the donkey for Palm Sunday.
When fishes flew and forests walked,
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood,
Then surely I was born.
With monstrous head and sickening cry,
And ears like errant wings,
The devil’s walking parody
Of all four-footed things.
The tattered outlaw of the earth,
Of ancient, crooked will;
Starve, scourge, deride me: I am dumb,
I keep my secret still.
Fools! For I also had my hour;
One far fierce hours and sweet:
There was a shout about my ears,
And palms before my feet.
Holy Week starts with shouts of hosanna and songs of praise. We sing and celebrate even though we know the story will take us through betrayal, injustice, suffering and death before leading us to the hope and promise of Easter morning.
In the grand scheme of God's creations, I am a donkey. I'm not much to look at and
Music for your Palm Sunday. Thomas Weelkes' (1576-1623) Hosanna to the Son of David
[Diane Tueller Pritchett, graciously gave me permission to share this series about Holy Week on my blog. Thank you Diane. I don't know if it's her lifetime of living abroad in many places that salts her thoughts with refreshing honesty and unique insight, but whataver it is, I love how she thinks. She is a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.]
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