I always feel conflicted about Palm Sunday. We go from celebrating the entry of Christ into Jerusalem to a week of thinking about Easter dinners, baked goods, and dyed eggs to Good Friday. I feel that “Good Friday” is always a bit of a misnomer. While Jesus’ resurrection can certainly be labeled “good,” there’s really nothing “good” about “Good Friday” if one lives into the story. In fact, to label it “good” misses the point. There are sometimes I accidentally say “Black Friday” and then I get into a big conundrum as to why a day of shopping gets mixed into my theological vocabulary.
According to the church year, we’re not there yet. Right now, we are at the point of children parading with palms, the shouting of “Hosanna,” and we get to sing that one song, maybe two songs. we only get to sing on Palm Sunday. But I can’t help but wonder if some folks didn’t have a little foresight. Jesus was a known enemy of the state. He’s boldly riding into Jerusalem, the heart of it all. I can’t help but wonder if some people who were celebrating thought, “this might not end well.”
- Matthew 21:1 - 11