Passion in the Palms
a meditation on Holy Week
Where You walked, I followed — until the road was too steep and the burdens too many.
Where You prayed, I listened — until my mind wandered and I focused on myself, not You.
Where You acted, I watched — because I was afraid of criticism from other watchers
Where You preached, I listened — and then did as I pleased.
Where You loved, I judged — and forgot that You asked me to love others.
Where You suffered, I worried — but let my inaction stop me from offering comfort.
Where You died, I panicked — because I was not ready to commit my all to You.
And yet… Where You rise, I too will rise — because Love and Grace are not earned or deserved, but given freely.