tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19191002.post6577770177768941922..comments2023-09-21T08:53:42.554+01:00Comments on blethers: Queasy among the palmsChristine McIntoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14198224025775398453noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19191002.post-4344261253179329862012-04-02T17:50:11.730+01:002012-04-02T17:50:11.730+01:00When I was a child Palm Sunday was one of my favou...When I was a child Palm Sunday was one of my favourite 'celebrations' in the Christian calendar -- in my eyes Jesus was being cheered and recognized. Until one year the priest giving the sermon explained that these people were really a 'mob' who would easily turn and end up demanding His crucifiction ... Now it is the beginning of Holy Week and a time of reflection and prayer and an ominous commemoration.The Broadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04976467218216864644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19191002.post-48790625805111529302012-04-02T00:07:51.788+01:002012-04-02T00:07:51.788+01:00And it was for all of us fickle people that the Sa...And it was for all of us fickle people that the Saviour, who knew from the foundations of the earth, would allow himself to be hung upon a cross. Just thinking about this breaks my heart...we become so full of ourselves, denying that we need a Saviour. Palm Sunday is a sobering day. I find myself questioning how we could betray Him, knowing full well just how easy it is to do.Katyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06558961417235143567noreply@blogger.com