I live in Austin, Texas, where, along with much of the country, I expect to remain under a “Shelter in Place” order during Palm Sunday. What a strange contradiction on a Sunday in which we would ordinarily march around the streets of the church, waving palm branches, and loudly singing, “Hosanna in the highest!”
A recent, widely shared tweet says, “Honestly, I hadn’t planned on giving up quite this much for Lent.”
It had been such a rough day. My eyes hurt from crying tears of frustration, and I was tired.
What a powerful moment, this divine encounter.
Howard Thurman writes, “In the stillness of the quiet, if we listen, we can hear the whisper of the heart giving strength to weakness, courage to fear, hope to despair.”