Today is Palm Sunday 2010. Today marks the Sunday before the start of the Christian Holy Week. Palm Sunday is the day Jesus came riding into Jerusalem on a donkey.
The poem, "The Donkey" by G.K. Chesterton tells of the joy of being the honored donkey to have carried the Lord Jesus into Jerusalem on his back.
The people waved palms at Jesus and bowed to Him and praised him. Five days later the same crowd that honored Him with palms, crucified Him, but one week later, Jesus rose from the dead, Ha!
When I was a kid, I used to go to Catholic church. My parents were lousy Catholics, but I went to private Catholic school. My parents sent me to church, but they stayed home. I used to take my money meant for church offering, go buy a bag of candy, and wait at a friends house.
But one Palm Sunday, I knew I'd been caught. I saw people returning from church with their palms. I panicked. I knew my parents would know I didn't go to church because I had no palms. So I ran to the church and told the men I didn't get any. They knew I lied, but they had a whole boxful left over, so they gave me the entire box.
I was so proud. I got more palms for Palm Sunday than anyone else.
Happy Palm Sunday to you.
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
On 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 hour and sweet--
There was a shout about my ears
And palms before my feet.