— WORD FOR THE DAY —I don’t know any other way to move through darkness, but to put one foot ahead of the other and listen for the exact sound of our footsteps. If we have to drop to our knees sometimes and press the palms of our hands against the duff and damp of the Earth, then that is what we will do.
This is one of the holiest days in our faith tradition. The narrative from the Gospels recount the events in rather chilling words.
After investigations with both Jewish and Roman authorities, Jesus is led out to be crucified. One Gospel has him stumbling under the burden of the cross, and Simon of Cyrene is pressed into service to help him out.
Soldiers mock him and place a crown of thorns on his head. He is mocked by the Jewish authorities as well.
As Jesus dies, there is darkness, a great earthquake, the veil of the temple is torn in two, and those who are dead come out of their graves. Jesus is taken down from the cross after his death, and placed in a borrowed tomb.
The story is stark, horrific, and brutal.
I think it is important to let it rest into our souls for a bit. We can imagine what it was like for all those who had listened to him teach, saw him do miracles, shared meals, saw people healed.
They thought it was over. Let that rest into your soul until Sunday morning.
Today’s hymn is from The Faith We Sing hymnal. It is number 2193. In our hymnal, we have the chorus, which is one of the most popular pieces of the song. The author of this song is Ken Medema.
From hymnary.org:
Ken Medema (b. Grand Rapids, Michigan, 1943) is a song writer, composer, recording artist, and story-teller through music. Blind from birth, Ken began playing the piano at age five and studied classical music by reading Braille. He graduated from Grand Rapids Christian High School and studied music therapy at Michigan State University in Lansing, Michigan. As a music therapist in both Indiana and New Jersey, he began writing songs for hurting teenagers, an experience that helped to launch a career of writing songs on Christian life that has taken him to venues large and small all over North America and beyond. He responds to what he hears and sees in his heart at particular events, often improvising songs on the spot, offering compassion, honesty and desire for integrity in both worship and life. In 1985 he began Brier Patch Music, which continues to publish his music and recordings, including 26 CDs.
Here are the lyrics to the hymn.
“Lord Listen to Your Children Praying” TFWS 2193
Hymn Tune: CHILDREN PRAYING
Lord, listen to your children praying,
Lord, send your Spirit in this place;
Lord, listen to your children praying,
Send us love, send us power, send us grace.
Today, consider singing this song, especially this short chorus, as you pray. Hum it as you go through your day. Remember others. Give thanks.
Peace be with you. – Paul
Here is a link to the complete song. Note the child at the first!
Prayer of Confession and Words of Forgiveness from Palm Sunday worship.
Mayfair Heights United Methodist Church.
Prayer of Confession
Holy God, we want to run into the streets and sing your praise!
We want to be bold and unashamed of this good-news Gospel.
However, too often we find ourselves standing against the wall.
Too often we stay quiet.
Too often we let others carry the song.
Forgive us for the moments when we could lead the parade
but instead find ourselves standing on the sidelines.
Show us which songs are ours to sing.
Show us which parades are ours to lead,
and then give us the courage and conviction to do both.
With hope and honesty we pray, amen.
Words Of Forgiveness
Friends, no matter where you are on the parade route—whether you are waving palm branches through the streets or standing against the wall, quiet and cautious—Jesus marched for you. Jesus’ love, his striving for justice and mercy, it was for you.
You are included in this story and nothing can ever change that.
So hear these words and trust them deep in your bones:
We have reason to sing, for Jesus Christ loved you yesterday. Jesus Christ loves you today. And Jesus Christ will love you tomorrow. You are forgiven, claimed, and sent to serve. Go out and sing. Go out trusting these words. Amen.