Palms (Sixth Sunday in Lent)

“I love you,” I shout,
because I don’t know
if I can be faithful.

“Here’s my coat,” I offer,
because I’m not certain
that I would give my life.

“Hosanna in the highest,” I sing,
because I doubt there will be
good news worth singing tomorrow.

“Blessed is the one who comes,” I cheer,
because I don’t remember the last time
anyone bore the presence of God among us.

Holy Jesus, my doubt is as obvious as my faith (perhaps more so), my joy never quite masks my sorrow, and my hopes are thin palms that sway easily in a breeze. Have you come to rescue me from the fear that sends love into quick retreat? Have you come to make God known forever so I cannot get lost? Have you come to pour out grace until at last my heart beats in peace? I would promise to be faithful and strive to give my full life if only you will stay with me always. Please stay, Jesus.

Palms

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