Yesterday was the beginning of Holy Week and we relived the triumphal entrance into
Words of praise. The savior comes.
I learned it can also be a plea, as in the 118 Psalm, Save Us! Or, more importantly "save me". Save me from loneliness. Save me from despair. Save me from my enemies. Save me from myself...
At the core of the joyful entry into Israel's capital city is the mustard seed that grows into a mighty plant at the end of this week. So today I give thanks saying "Hosanna!" Save me from myself this day; still my hasty tongue; help me cool my hot temper; bring me Peace; and grant me and all those around me Joy
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