I can’t remember a year when I have felt less prepared for Holy Week.
True, I have been really busy this year with travel and other “stuff,” but this Sunday’s reading of the Passion hit me hard. The Passion Narrative seemed almost to come out of nowhere at me and I stood there stunned at what we/the world had done to the Son of God.
I thought of two young friends who, with their families, are suffering through the final stages of cancer and who well might die within the next several days. Theirs is a real and immediate Passion. And, of course, they are not alone – in Syria, Haiti and in too many other places people are undergoing heart-breaking pain and sorrow.
A recent comment to PFO rightly reminds us that at all times we are a “Hosanna People.” We are. But I must always leave room in my heart for those who cannot sing “Hosanna.”
I wish you all a deeply moving Holy Week.
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