For Palm Sunday
Alicia Reese
March 28, 2023
Blessed are those who have learned . . . to walk in the light of your presence.
~Psalm 89:15
for Palm Sunday
Oh God, you are interrupting me with eternity.
And I’m not sure I’m ready.
Take hold of time and order it once again.
Let me keep pace with you.
On this Palm Sunday, time is marked as one small donkey
plods toward Jerusalem.
One with a face like flint, feet almost grazing the ground, walks forward
toward the eastering of all sorrow
—not in the power of horses and swift victory,
but in small, steady steps
toward the mystery
that through suffering, healing comes,
that through shame, dignity is restored,
that through the cross, powers are disarmed,
and death done away with forever.
Blessed are all those walking forward
into the great, small work they do:
in hospitals, homes, grocery stores,
classrooms, churches, and cubicles.
And blessed are we joining the crowds
waving palm branches
to shout ourselves hoarse:
“Hosanna! Save us! Save our world!”
God, have mercy. Christ, have mercy. Spirit, have mercy. Amen.
