What if rather than prescribe what we do during Lent, we cultivate a spirit that is open to—welcomes even—a tiny bit more illumination?
Jennifer L Holberg
Rather than waving our branches, maybe we should use Palm Sunday to quietly contemplate all the ways we too worship the Jesus we want.
"Oh, tidings of comfort and joy” goes the old Christmas carol. I might not have chosen "comfort" as joy's companion. But I was wrong.