(Reflections on an Palm Sunday sermon)
Throw down the palms!
Spread out the cloaks!
Shout out hosannas!
Hail him who comes,
The king, the son of David.
On Friday night, a crowd has gathered,
One man awaits a sentence, one release.
One man, a teacher, healer,
One man, a thief and killer.
Then Pilate tries the healer to release,
The crowd yelled no hosannas.
Should I your king now crucify?
We have no king, but Caesar!
From Sunday’s palms to Friday’s yells,
By what strange course did people go,
from praises to a call for death.
Would we another go?
--David Alleman 3/27/18
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Very nicely done, David! Do you think the crowd that welcomed him and the crowd that called for death were the same people?
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I think I was probably in both crowds. The parable of the tenants suggests that to me.
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Interesting!
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