March Slice of Life No. 25.
On Friday, I shared “Palm Sunday” by Marie J. Post.
Today, in the comments, Kay McGriff shared a link to Malcom Guite’s, book of sonnets, Sounding the Seasons (2012). I was not familiar with the man or his writings. Intrigued, I searched and read. I searched some more and read and listened.
Of his Holy Week sonnets, the poet-priest writes,
“We come now, with Palm Sunday, to the beginning of Holy Week and in the sonnets that follow I have explored the truth that what was happening ‘out there’ and ‘back then’ as Christ entered Jerusalem is also happening ‘in here’ and ‘right now’. There is a Jerusalem of the heart. Our inner life also has its temple and palaces, its places of corruption, its gardens of rest, its seat of judgement.”
Guite’s sonnet “Palm Sunday” speaks not of the day when Jesus rode a colt into Jerusalem amidst shouts of Hosanna but rather of this day, this moment. It speaks of the holy dwelling place in the heart of man. It asks a question. It offers an invitation.
Now to the gate of my Jerusalem,
The seething holy city of my heart,
The saviour comes. But will I welcome him?
. . .
. . . x x x x x x x x x x x x x x Jesus come
Break my resistance and make me your home.
This I have prayed.
“Jesus come, break my resistance, and make me your home.”
And He has come.
Read entire sonnet or listen to Malcom Guite read it HERE.
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Biblical account of Jesus’ triumphal entry
Now when they drew near Jerusalem, and came to Bethphage, at the Mount of Olives, then Jesus sent two disciples, saying to them, “Go into the village opposite you, and immediately you will find a donkey tied, and a colt with her. Loose them and bring them to Me. And if anyone says anything to you, you shall say, ‘The Lord has need of them,’ and immediately he will send them.
All this was done that it might be fulfilled which was spoken by the prophet, saying: “Tell the daughter of Zion, ‘Behold, your King is coming to you, Lowly, and sitting on a donkey, A colt, the foal of a donkey.’”
So the disciples went and did as Jesus commanded them. They brought the donkey and the colt, laid their clothes on them, and set Him on them.
And a very great multitude spread their clothes on the road; others cut down branches from the trees and spread them on the road. Then the multitudes who went before and those who followed cried out, saying:
Hosanna to the Son of David!
Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!
Hosanna in the highest!
And when He had come into Jerusalem, all the city was moved, saying, “Who is this?”
So the multitudes said, “This is Jesus, the prophet from Nazareth of Galilee.”
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Old Testament prophecy fulfilled when Jesus rode into Jerusalem
Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion!
Shout, O daughter of Jerusalem!
Behold, your King is coming to you;
He is just and having salvation,
Lowly and riding on a donkey,
A colt, the foal of a donkey.
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Poem I wrote in 2016
“This I Believe”
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