Palm Sunday

Today, Palms were given out as we entered the church. Even the Palms were dry reflecting the draught that so many of us have suffered this past year. Each year on Palm Sunday, I see our Lord coming into the villiage upon an ass and the people waving branches, treating Him like a present day basketball hero. The next week He is put to death like a criminal. Christ has really reached all aspects of human life from His humble birth, His baptism, His great sermons and His long remembered death. He is so human and then we see the Divine nature in his Resurection. As my dad once said, "Good Friday isn't so important, any one can die, it is Easter Sunday, that is really important because only God can rise from the dead."