Inspirations

                                                                                                                                         Save me! We have all said or yelped that a time or two. I remember once when I was 14 or 15, I got into water that was too deep for a novice swimmer. As the water started to pull me under, all I could do is yell “Help!” Flash forward forty years.   I found myself driving down a hiking trail by mistake.   I blame the GPS. As I drove down a trail barely wide enough for a car, I was praying with each breath that the car would stay on the road And that I could find a place wide enough for...

Yesterday was Palm Sunday, the time of year where all of our focus is on the triumphal entry of Jesus.  We love to hear how the crowd waved palm branches, spread their cloaks on the road, and shouted, “Hosanna to the Son of David!”; “Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!”; “Hosanna in the highest heaven!” We get all excited and we can just imagine being in the crowd that was praising Jesus that day.  It was exciting and emotional maybe it was like being at a football or baseball game when “your team” scored a touchdown from 80 yards or hit a grand slam to put them ahead of their opponent.  Yet, I am reminded that the very same crowd that was shouting and singing his praises on Monday were shouting and screaming, “Crucify him” just a few days later.  What happened that changed their mind about the man they called Jesus? Did Jesus change? Well, my guess is that just like in a ball game, they were swayed by what he was doing.  They were happy with h...