Children scurried down the aisles
Of churches this morning
Waving green palm fronds in the air
In memory of
Jesus' triumphal entry into Jerusalem.
On that day so long ago
On that day so long ago
The crowd spread their cloaks and palm leaves
Before his donkey's feet.
People exulted.
Hosannas filled the air.
Soon the Romans would be gone,
They believed.
Jerusalem would be theirs alone.
But the cries of joy faded
In the wake of the High Priest's perfidy.
In one week,
Christ would
Christ would
Be arrested,
Condemned
And
Crucified.
His body placed in a tomb.
Did Jesus know what was to come
As he rode into Jerusalem?
I think he did.
And still he came to Jerusalem
For us.
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