A sermon for Palm Sunday: Sunday of the Passion
April 10, 2022
This is not what we expected.
“This is not what we expected,” said the crowds that laid down palm branches and cloaks to herald the Messiah on a donkey, who now hangs suspended between heaven and earth on a Roman cross. The victorious conqueror they imagined appears to be vanquished and conquered, breathing his last, yet another example of the brutality of the Roman Empire in their occupied land.
“This is not what we expected,” said the twelve disciples as Jesus took bread and wine at a familiar feast, and said, this is my body, this is my blood. They revolt at the announcement that Jesus was near death’s door. They take offense at his claim that they would desert him.
“This is not what I expected,” said Peter after the arrest, as he followed Jesus from the garden to the courtyard. He thought he could stay by Jesus’ side, but he denied–one time, two times, three times–I do not know the man.
“This is not what I expected,” said Pontius Pilate, as he washed his hands. Here was a man in which he could find no fault, and yet the crowds cry, crucify him, and give us Barabbas.
“This is not what I expected,” said Simon of Cyrene, a passing visitor in town for the Passover, as he was forced to pick up the cross from a struggling man, badly beaten, whom he had never seen, that he would be bathed in the blood of this man sent to die for reasons Simon didn’t even know..
“This is not what we expected,” said the women at the foot of the cross, as they watched Jesus suffer, cry out to God forsaken, and die. Their grief and shock were overwhelming. And how could they, all women, be the only followers of Jesus there?
“This is not what I expected,” said the Centurion at the cross, as the sky turned black, as the veil of the Temple was torn in two, as the earth shook. “Truly this man was God’s Son,” he said as he watched the lifeless body of Jesus, still nailed to the tree. And yet this Roman soldier confessed who Jesus is: the Son of God.
“This is not what I expected,” said Joseph of Arimathea, as he led a group with the body of Jesus to a new tomb. Joseph thought that he would lie there with his family, but now this great rabbi lies there instead.
Is this what we expected? Did we expect that God would become man and die? Did we expect that God’s power would be shown in weakness, in pain, in suffering, in death? Did we expect that we, mere fickle human beings, would turn so quickly from shouting “Hosanna” to “Crucify him!”?
Palm Sunday reminds us that this story we know so well, the story we tell week after week at the Eucharist, is something unexpected. God in Jesus Christ subverts what we think of power and strength, for in Jesus Christ power is shown in submission, and strength is shown in weakness, even to the point of death. We look for God and find God where we do not expect: in a beaten, tortured man on a cross; in a scarecrow lifted high and mocked as a king; in a dead man laid in a borrowed tomb.
It is still in the unexpected that we find Jesus. We find him in those places where we don’t tend to look, in forgotten places, in unseen corners of the world. We find the crucified Christ in people who do not look like us, who are so different from us, in the faces of the poor and the oppressed. We find the crucified Christ in the war torn areas of our world, among the scared and dying. We find the crucified Christ in ourselves, staring back at us in the mirror, in the middle of our broken lives. We find the crucified Christ in our suffering, in our pain, and in our death.
This is not what we expected. This is not who we expected–God Incarnate, riding into our lives on a donkey. God in the flesh, on a cross, sharing our death.
Today, we remember and celebrate all that is unexpected about Jesus as we are invited, once again, to walk his final steps to his death with him through this Holy Week. Come and see and be surprised to discover the depths of his Passion for us, the great unexpected shock that awaits us all on the other side of his cross.
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