This is the week of great miracle. Jesus rode a donkey through Jerusalem to his final death. Parts of the journey were lovely, palm branches waved in the air, coats laid on the ground, our version of a red carpet. Hallelujahs shouted, prayers said, celebrations made.
The Last Supper
The people angered for justice to prevail. Arguments had, angry voices demanding justice.
Burdens carried to the cross. Crown of thorns. Blood. Exhaustion. Defeat. Burial. Mourning. Great sadness. Disbelief. Sorrow.
HE LIVED. HE DIED. HE ROSE FROM THE DEAD. HE LIVES.
The stone rolled away. How? Where is Jesus? He has risen!!! Our Lord reigns, loves, forgives, is exalted!!!