Yesterday was Palm Sunday, sometimes called Passion Sunday. (The official title listed in the Church Calendar is “The Sunday of Passion: Palm Sunday.“).
Regardless of what we call it, this day begins “Holy Week,” the highest holy days of the Christian year. Culminating in the “Triduum” of Maundy Thursday, Good Friday and Holy Saturday, “Holy Week” bursts forth at the end with the triumphant joy of Easter Sunday, thus beginning the 50-day celebration of Christ’s Resurrection.
For all the times I have attended Palm Sunday services, I confess to never having paid much attention to the appointed opening collect which begins the liturgy. I can’t say I feel too guilty about it, because there’s a lot going on.
To start, palm branches are given out, raised up and prayed over, and the congregation may parade around the church before even sitting down. A long Passion narrative from one of the Gospels is often performed by different members of the congregation taking on the different roles of Jesus, Pilate, the Roman guards, the thieves who were also crucified that day, and the whole congregation repeating the damning cries of Jesus’ own people urging Pilate to “CRUCIFY HIM, CRUCIFY HIM!” Communion is served. Traditional music is sung.
And so, one little prayer is easy to miss and sadly up until last year I have.
At the beginning of this most consequential “Holy Week” of the Christian tradition, in which thousands of words are said and sung, one single prayer starts it all and offers us in 81 words nothing less than the Christian faith in miniature:
Almighty and everliving God, in your tender love for the human race you sent your Son our Savior Jesus Christ to take upon him our nature, and to suffer death upon the cross, giving us the example of his great humility: Mercifully grant that we may walk in the way of his suffering, and also share in his resurrection; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.
God’s unfathomable Love. God’s unfathomable Gift of becoming one with a human being, and showing us Love through that one human’s life and especially that one human’s obedient and trusting death. God’s unfathomable but rock-solid Truth that genuine life is lost by trying desperately to keep it and control it, and eternally gained by giving it up and giving it over.
Truth in paradox…sometimes big things come in small packages.