A friend reached out this a.m. after reading St Therese’s prayer. She has lost both her parents in the last few months. We chatted a bit about grief and asking for strength. She commented she wasn’t sure who she was talking to in her head, but that traditional beliefs did not have a presence in her life right now.
Completely understandable, we don’t feel very spirited in the wilderness.
It got me to thinking…
Faith. Does it matter what you are having faith in, or just that you are choosing to believe?
And which feels better right now– to project hope into a future positive possibility or to fear the worst?
Faith is seeing possibilities, not just problems. (What is a problem solver anyway? I think it’s just someone that believes in possible solutions.)

palm sunday

Holy week ahead (Batman!)
In the Christian world, this is it, the biggest week- of miracles, recognition, celebration, then tragedy and ultimately; triumph.
It’s worth contemplating,
Mostly I think about the main character- Jesus. and the observer’s mind required as he marched through pomp and circumstance, knowing that ultimately the joke would be on him; the guy on the ass.
Silently observing, biting our lip, knowing better, enduring injustice–these are challenging concepts to deal with, to say the least. As always Jesus shows us the way through- in human super ways, with grace.

Today Sunday- the Savior was celebrated with a parade of cheers, and palms. I think of this day fondly- who doesn’t like a good party? I also think of the movie Titanic- and the merriment of the party scene I enjoy watching, despite the unimaginable tragedy we know full well is coming.
On Palm Sunday we can reflect on all of it- the ironies, the inevitabilities and of course the hard fought happy ending scenario. It’s a good day to consider the past year, the things we celebrate now, and the unknowns, possibilities, and victories ahead.
The reminder, of course, is that we are not alone in the unimaginable experiences of our life. Not even close. It’s a promise. The Easter story reminds us anything is possible.

Moments to contemplate: 


Despair and hope. They travel the road to Jerusalem together, as together they travel every road we take – despair at what in our madness we are bringing down on our own heads and hope in him who travels the road with us and for us and who is the only one of us all who is not mad. Hope in the King who approaches every human heart like a city. And it is a very great hope as hopes go and well worth all our singing and dancing and sad little palms because not even death can prevail against this King and not even the end of the world, when end it does, will be the end of him and of the mystery and majesty of his love.

~ Fred Buechner

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