Above are a number of artisitc representations of the baby Jesus, his family, and the scene of his birth. Which ones draw your attention or resonate with you?
"Having loved his own who were in the world, he loved them to the end." --John 13:1 Life with Jesus was life immersed in the gracious love of God: embracing; drenching; challenging; shocking; thrilling. The love was strong yet tender. They were destabilized from their normal way of life while becoming rooted deeply into another Jesus-centered way of being. The love was moment-by-moment, decision-by-decision; a life-changing agape love that was inviting them and transforming them at the same time. When Jesus gathers his disciples for the Passover meal on what we call Maundy Thursday, he knows that "his hour has come;" the time they had been preparing for was now here. And how do the twelve arrive? Hopelessly wrongheaded, it would seem, their heads full of assumptions about their own privilege in God's emerging kingdom, bickering with each other over what positions each will hold in the new administration, blissfully deaf to the p...
The pictures above are not typical "Palm Sunday" images. In fact, they are from the Poor People's Campaign, organized by Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr and the Southern Christian Leadership Conference in 1968. The campaign advocated for "the last to be first;" for our national priorities (and spiritual priorities) to focus on transforming extensive poverty in our land. One of the memorable expressions of the Poor People's Campaign was the Mule Train which started in rural Mississippi and traveled for weeks before entering Washington, DC. By this time Dr. King was dead, assassinated in Memphis, Tennessee in April 1968. But the movement. continued. I post these images because they remind me of Palm Sunday: a humble procession of God's people, mostly poor, accompanying Jesus as he rides on a donkey. They are entering the halls of power with their humility and witness to the priorities of God's love. On that first Palm Sunday, the ...
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