Injustice should cause us to tremble; indifference should cause us to tremble; racism should cause us to tremble; complacency should cause us to tremble; justice delayed should cause us to tremble, tremble. Were you there? And will you show up?
To truly understand Palm Sunday is to know something about the people who exist on the underside and underbelly of history; the outcast, the downtrodden, and the untouchable who were singled out and loved by someone not afraid to walk with the "least of these."
I pray during this Lenten journey that we experience God's grace through the precious gift of great laughter. May we all find a welcoming table where we can dine and laugh.
I pray that we sing new songs; songs that will stretch us and grow us. May we sing songs that remind us of God's unfailing love for all of God's creation.
"There is a sacredness in tears. They are not a mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love."
I pray that during this Lenten season, the holy will reveal itself in the most profane of places...so that we can give up whatever is weighing us down.
Are we free, indeed, if in prisons, schools, churches, and institutions all around us, far too many remain in shackles even after emancipation has been proclaimed?