Today is Palm Sunday, the first day of the Holy Week for Christians the world over.
Well, this year, from the time the restrictive order fell in place, we watched mass live on our television sets. It is not the same. We somehow feel disconnected with Lent.
There is a prevalence of the untimeliness the Covid19 has set upon us. Lent is a time of penance and abstinence, which sad to say, was so lacking. I miss the actual consecration of mass, always, a time of reflection for me.
While writing this, in a world where people are judged by their religion and race, this adage that I follow comes to mind, “Don’t judge me by my religion, judge me for my humaneness, judge me as you would want to be judged. Religion should be used for self-awareness and inner healing. The best religion to follow is “goodness of heart.”
Anyway, Palm Sunday is the final time Christ entered Jerusalem before his crucifixion. He rode a donkey, and people threw palm branches in his path. His arrival on a donkey, shows his humbleness, and is an act of peace, hence why he is known as the Prince of Peace.
So then, like every time there is a catastrophe, people begin to see what it means to be humble, compassionate, understanding, and work together for a common cause.
This is one situation, that people of our time has never experienced. It has opened our eyes to the complexity of an unprepared world. It has brought on a fear so great that nothing else matters but to stay unaffected, to stay alive, to go back to times of past when it was a free world. I think from now on, we have learnt to never take things for granted.
Let’s stand together to eradicate the Covid19 interference in all our lives. It could possibly mean a check and balance to world order.
Have a blessed Holy Week, and let us hope the Easter bunnies bring nothing but good cheer.