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I listened to a sermon on Palm Sunday that moved me in ways I cannot describe with words. It was a meditation on the verse of Mark 11:11:
“And he entered Jerusalem and went into the temple. And when he had looked around at everything, as it was already late, he went out to Bethany with the twelve.”
Jesus, entering the temple of Jerusalem, looked around at everything, and the event takes place a week before Easter, marking Jesus’s triumphant entry into Jerusalem. Instead of doing a prose meditation on the three-part sermon from Rev. Dr. Gregory C. Ellison, I have decided to do a poetry meditation on his wise teachings and words.
How did I get here?
Lord,
Sometimes I will fool myself and wonder whether a particular thought of memory I have is the memory of a distant memory in the past.
But I then see that I’m instead thinking of a memory of today, that I’m actually thinking about now.
And I look around at everything. as your son once did.
And I came in with grief and sorrow, but now I am watered with unrelenting joy.
This is your plan, and I couldn’t have gotten here without purpose, without all my mistakes and successes leading me to where you want me…
