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        Calvary Episcopal Church  
        Memphis, 
        Tennessee  
        April 16, 2000 
        Palm and Passion Sunday 
      Palm 
        Sunday --Two Processions  
        The Rev. 
        Margaret B. Gunness 
          
      Gospel: 
        Mark 15: 1-39 
         
        This is the 
        day known as Palm Sunday, the Sunday of the Passion, a day unlike any 
        other. It is a day of contradictions, of both ecstasy and agony, of crowds 
        of people hoping against hope and crying out "Hosanna! Blessed is 
        the One who comes in the name of the Lord!" But then later, the very 
        same voices are saying "Away with him! Crucify him!" It's a 
        day of hopeful yet tenuous joy, a day of courage and then of fear, a day 
        when we hear of victory - and then of of defeat - and then finally, victory 
        again. Yes, Palm Sunday is a day full of confusion and contradiction. 
         
         
        Yet one things is certain: Jesus is the focus of this day. He is the central 
        figure in this drama that unfolds year after year before our very eyes, 
        a drama in which you and I are players and in which the very life of Jesus 
        is at stake. And perhaps this is where the power and the lasting significance 
        of this day lie, because in this drama of Jesus and of the events of this 
        day of Palm Sunday, our lives - your life and mine - are at stake as well. 
         
        Now, I want you to be aware that two great processions are a part of
        today's liturgy - not just one, but two. The first procession is where
        we cry out with
        the people of Jerusalem, "Hosanna!, Hosanna in the highest! Blessed
         is the One who comes in the name of the Lord!" How joyous and hopeful
          this procession is! We join it with our hearts beating and our minds
         daring 
        to contemplate what might be. But then, all too soon, the sounds of "Hosanna!" 
        fade away, and with the crowds of people we too give voice to that other
         cry, so chilling and so different: "Crucify him! Crucify him!" 
        And then the other processions begins, the procession that sets out for
         Golgotha and the cross. The crowds seem subdued now. They somehow seem
        
        to know that this procession, this event, is bigger than life itself,
         and that for all humanity and all time, nothing will ever be the same
        
        again. 
         
      So what is 
        the great thing that is happening here? I believe it is this: That Jesus 
        so identified himself with us and with our humanity, that in him everything, 
        every characteristic that we know as human is embodied, is personified 
        in his person. And if that's so, then what we must understand in the readings 
        today, and what we must see in this Jesus - as he enters Jerusalem, and 
        as he stands before Pilate, and as he makes his way to Golgotha - what 
        we must see in him is nothing less than what we ourselves have done, and 
        not just to Jesus alone, but to the wholeness of humanity itself - how 
        we have broken it and scarred it, how we have diminished in it the very 
        beauty and wonder for which God is longing even now. 
       Reflecting 
        on the suffering of the crucifixion and its cruelty to humanity itself, 
        a friend of mine has written this: that it is only through Jesus' becoming 
        fully human that he could actually enter and be caught up in the cycle 
        of our human self-destructive violence. And only through him could God 
        get near enough to end this cycle with the blessings of healing, reconciliation 
        and reunion. It is only through the fullness of the humanness of Jesus 
        that God can save the fullness of our humanness as well. 
         
        So, all of this on a Sunday recalling two processions. Such ironies are 
        in them: the joyful, triumphant procession of palms actually leading Jesus 
        to conviction and to death on a cross; and the slow, agonizing procession 
        to Golgotha, leading to the very essence and power of life itself, not 
        just for Jesus, but for you and for me and for all humanity as well. So 
        I wonder, which of these two processions do you and do I wish to be a 
        part of? I think we need to be fully a part of them both. 
      
      Amen. 
      
      
      
       Copyright 
        2000 Calvary Episcopal Church 
      Gospel: 
        Mark 15: 1-39 
         As soon as it was morning, the chief priests held a consultation 
        with the elders and scribes and the whole council. They bound Jesus, led 
        him away, and handed him over to Pilate. Pilate 
        asked him, "Are you the King of the Jews?" He answered him, 
        "You say so." Then the chief priests accused him of many things. 
        Pilate asked him again, "Have you no answer? See how many charges 
        they bring against you." But Jesus made no further reply, so that 
        Pilate was amazed. 
       Now at the 
        festival he used to release a prisoner for them, anyone for whom they 
        asked. Now a man called Barabbas was in prison with the rebels who had 
        committed murder during the insurrection. So the crowd came and began 
        to ask Pilate to do for them according to his custom. Then he answered 
        them, "Do you want me to release for you the King 
        of the Jews?" For he realized that it was out of jealousy that the 
        chief priests had handed him over. But the chief priests stirred up the 
        crowd to have him release Barabbas for them instead. Pilate spoke to them 
        again, "Then what do you wish me to do with the man you call the 
        King of the Jews?" They shouted back, "Crucify him!" Pilate 
        asked them, "Why, what evil has he done?" But they shouted all 
        the more, "Crucify him!" So Pilate, wishing to satisfy the crowd, 
        released Barabbas for them; and after flogging Jesus, he handed him over 
        to be crucified. 
      Then the 
        soldiers led him into the courtyard of the palace (that is, the 
        governor's headquarters); and they called together the whole cohort. And 
        they clothed him in a purple cloak; and after twisting some thorns into 
        a crown, they put it on him. And they began saluting him, "Hail, 
        King of the Jews!" They struck his head with a reed, spat upon him, 
        and knelt down in homage to him. After mocking him, they stripped him 
        of the purple cloak and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him 
        out to crucify him. 
      They compelled 
        a passer-by, who was coming in from the country, to carry his cross; it 
        was Simon of Cyrene, the father of Alexander and Rufus. Then they brought 
        Jesus to the place called Golgotha (which means the place of a skull). 
        And they offered him wine mixed with myrrh; but he did not take it. And 
        they crucified him, and divided his clothes among them, casting lots to 
        decide what each should take. 
       It was nine 
        o'clock in the morning when they crucified him. The inscription of the 
        charge against him read, "The King of the Jews." And with him 
        they crucified two bandits, one on his right and one on his left. Those 
        who passed by derided him, shaking their heads and saying, "Aha! 
        You who would destroy the temple and build it in three days, save yourself, 
        and come down from the cross!" In the same way the chief priests, 
        along with the scribes, were also mocking him among themselves and saying, 
        "He saved others; he cannot save himself. Let the Messiah, the King 
        of Israel, come down from the cross now, so that 
        we may see and believe." Those who were crucified with him also taunted 
        him. 
      When it was 
        noon, darkness came over the whole land until three in the 
        afternoon. At three o'clock Jesus cried out with a loud voice, "Eloi, 
        Eloi, lema sabachthani?" which means, "My God, my God, why have 
        you forsaken me?" When some of the bystanders heard it, they said, 
        "Listen, he is calling for Elijah." And someone ran, filled 
        a sponge with sour wine, put it on a stick, and gave it to him to drink, 
        saying, "Wait, let us see whether Elijah will come to take him down." 
        Then Jesus gave a loud cry and breathed his last. And the curtain of the 
        temple was torn in two, from top to bottom. Now when the centurion, who 
        stood facing him, saw that in this way he breathed his last, he said, 
        "Truly this man was God's Son!"  
        NRSV 
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