Your wonderful choir
had planned to offer you a gift this Palm Sunday. A few years ago we performed The Passion of St. John. We had hoped to
do it once again. Kathleen and Tom had begun rehearsals when social distancing
became part of our vocabulary. Thankfully the original was recorded. I invite
you to listen once again.
Sunday, April 5, 2020
Palm Sunday
No week is more
important to the Christian faith than this one. On a normal year we would begin
the week by the waving of the Palms. We would follow Jesus into Jerusalem where
he lifted up children and berated the religious elite. We would go to the Upper
Room, the Garden, and the Throne Room of Pilate. We would cringe at the words,
“Crucify Him”, “We have no King but Caesar”, “Forgive them”, “It is finished”. Then
we would wait for the rising of the sun/son on Easter Morning. Holy Week fills
us with wonder, pain, agony and joy. As a community of faith, we replay each
event as if we were there. But this year we seem so alone.
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