PALM SUNDAY
March 28, 2021
St. Uriel’s, Sea Girt, N.J.
Well, we’ve simplified things a bit this year, omitting the palm-bearing procession from the parish hall into the church. I earnestly hope that next year we’ll be able to restore these rites in their fullness. It nonetheless remains the case that today’s proceedings consist of not one liturgy but two: the Liturgy of the Palms and the Liturgy of the Lord’s Passion.
Down through the years, I’m sure we’ve all heard any number of sermons—I’ve given a good many myself—emphasizing the contrast between today’s two liturgies: the joyful acclamations of “Hosanna to the Son of David” giving way to the hateful cries of “Crucify him!”; the triumphal entry of the king into his capital city giving way to the condemned prisoner carrying his cross outside the walls of that same city to die.
On this Palm Sunday, however, I want to dwell a bit on the underlying unity between these two liturgies. For Christ’s triumphal entry into Jerusalem and his carrying the Cross to Golgotha both constitute parts of the same larger movement. Both fit into the same broader trajectory.
We really don’t know what Jesus was thinking as he rode the donkey into Jerusalem. We need to beware of overly psychologizing interpretations of the stories in the Gospels and the historical books of the Bible because, for the most part, the biblical writers tell us what the main characters said and did, not what they were thinking or what was going on inside their heads.
Still, it’s safe to surmise that Jesus approached Jerusalem that first Palm Sunday knowing that despite the outward trappings of a royal procession, he was in fact entering the city where he’d be betrayed, arrested, condemned, tortured, and put to death. He’d already told his disciples as much several times, beginning in the eighth chapter of Saint Mark’s Gospel: “And he began to teach them that the Son of man must suffer many things, and be rejected by the elders and the chief priests and the scribes, and be killed, and after three days rise again. And he said this plainly.”
So, the Lord’s entry into Jerusalem was one stage in the journey that Saint Paul describes in today’s reading from his Letter to the Philippians: “Christ Jesus, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but emptied himself, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men. And being found in human form he humbled himself and became obedient unto death, even death on a cross.”
The Greek word for self-emptying is kenosis, and this passage from Philippians is sometimes called Paul’s kenosis hymn, since its rhythm and meter in the original Greek text have certain hymn-like qualities. It sings of Christ, the pre-existent Son of the Father, voluntarily emptying himself of his divine power and glory to be born as a human being; and then, as a human being, humbling himself even to the point of accepting death on a cross, one of the most painful and degrading forms of execution imaginable.
The image of Jesus entering Jerusalem on a donkey coheres well with this theme of self-humbling, in fulfillment of the words of the Old Testament prophet Zechariah: “Lo, your king comes to you; triumphant and victorious is he, humble and riding on an ass, on a colt the foal of an ass.” It’s paradoxically an image of simultaneous triumph and humiliation. But that’s part and parcel of Christ’s journey of obedience unto death, even death on a cross.
The Passion Gospel that we’ve just read emphasizes Our Lord’s free and voluntary acceptance of his death. It’s to fulfill this mission that he enters Jerusalem in the first place. As Isaiah prophesies in today’s Old Testament reading: “I gave my back to the smiters, and my cheeks to those who pulled out the beard; I hid not my face from shame and spitting.” When Jesus is arrested, he doesn’t try to escape. When questioned by Pilate, he doesn’t attempt to argue his defense or plead for his life; when he’s offered the anesthetic of wine mingled with myrrh, he refuses to take it.
The Collect for Palm Sunday affirms that Christ did all this so “that all mankind should follow the example of his great humility,” and then it asks God to grant “that we may both follow the example of his patience” and “be made partakers in his resurrection.”
In other words, the way of Christian discipleship is not the way of prideful self-assertion but of self-sacrifice in service to God and our neighbor. We’re called to follow the example not only of Christ’s humility but also of his patience under affliction. To return to Philippians, Paul introduces the passage I just quoted with the words: “Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus, who though he was in the form of God did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped ...”
“Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus.” This past year has involved many sacrifices for all of us. Owing to the Covid-19 pandemic, we’ve had to give up many pleasures and privileges that we once took for granted. And for those who have fallen ill, died, or lost loved ones, it’s been a time of great suffering. The good news is that Jesus knows what we’re going through, and he offers us the example of his patience so that we may be partakers in his resurrection. When we consider what he went through for our sakes, then perhaps by his grace we can find the strength to accept whatever sacrifices he asks us to take on for his sake at this time in our history.
I said it on Ash Wednesday, and I’ll say it again today: Easter is coming! But before we arrive at the joy of the Resurrection, we need to walk the Way of the Cross, which is what we’re about today, and what we’ll be about this coming week. We need continually to remind ourselves that the Way of the Cross is the road not to oblivion but the path to eternal life and glory.
Today, we commemorate with great joy the Lord’s Triumphal Entry within the walls of Jerusalem, and with great sorrow his Death outside those same city walls. Still, both events are preludes to a greater victory than anyone present can possibly imagine. And all that I’ve been trying to say in this sermon is nowhere summed up better than in the last verse of the great Palm Sunday hymn:
Ride on, ride on in majesty,
In lowly pomp ride on to die;
Bow thy meek head to mortal pain,
Then take, O God, thy power and reign.