“…by yelling “Hosanna!” (which means “Save now!”), the crowd was already yelling “Crucify Him!” and didn’t even realize it. We could not be saved without His death on the cross.”
– a comment by poet Teresa Roberts Johnson related to her latest poem “Fourth Day”
I found the following quote in a Palm Sunday sermon at a blog called Interrupting the Silence.
Today is a strange mixture of gospel readings, emotions, and contrast. We began with a parade; shouts of “Hosanna,” a declaration of praise and a cry for salvation; and the waving of palms, the ancient symbol of victory and triumph. We end with a death march, a cry of forsakenness, and a last breath.
The liturgy is holding before us the reality of our world and our lives. We know what it’s like to live in the tension of victory and defeat, joy and sorrow, life and death. At the center of this tension lies Jerusalem, Jesus’ destination.
Today marks Jesus’ entry into Jerusalem. It is a threshold place and it is the most troubled place in the world; a place of division, struggle, conflict, and confrontation. Jerusalem, however, is not located only in Israel. Within every human heart there is a Jerusalem. (emphasis added)
It’s a very interesting way to look at Holy Week, reflecting on how each of Jesus’ entrances into Jerusalem during the week reflect a way we need Him to enter our hearts and lives more fully. See what you make of it.