Palm Sunday

As this was rather different to the normal Sunday liturgy, I am including the order of service as well.  And yes, the meditations are similar to last year's!

Introduction

Opening Prayer and Sentence

 

Hymn 89: Ride on, ride on in majesty

Reading: Luke 19:28-40

Prayer over the Palms

Hymn 78: All Glory, Laud and Honour (processional; at the end, the children leave for Sunday School, if they wish).

Meditation 1: The Procession

Each year there are a few days’ holidays around Passover,

when as many people as possible go to Jerusalem for the biggest festival of the Jewish year.

This year,

you're going, too.

Perhaps you go every year,

or perhaps you can only go once every few years,

if you don't have much money.

Whatever,

this year, you are going to Jerusalem.

Perhaps you are travelling with a large party,

perhaps there are only two of you.

But today is the day you arrive at Jerusalem.

It's hot.

You're walking along,

a bit hot and rather thirsty,

and somewhat tired of walking.

It will be good to get into Jerusalem,

and to your room at the inn.

Suddenly, though,

there is a noise in the crowd.

What is happening?

Everyone has stopped moving.

But there are cheers and shouts going on.

What are people shouting?

Listen, a minute:

"Hosanna to the Son of David!

Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord.

Hosanna in the highest!"

What on earth are they on about?

What's going on?

People are pulling branches off the trees.

They're throwing down their cloaks.

Who is this person coming along, anyway?

It's someone riding a donkey.

How extraordinary.

Why a donkey, please?

How very undignified.

And yet everyone else is cheering him.

Oh well, why not.

"Hosanna", you shout,

joining your voice to everyone else's.

"Hosanna" .

And carried away by the emotion of the moment,

you throw your cloak into the road for the donkey to walk on.

Later, when the moment has passed,

you wonder what on earth it was all about.

Your cloak was torn by the donkey's feet.

It's dusty and spoilt from lying in the road.

Your new cloak,

that you had bought specially for the festival.

It's ruined.

And you were shouting and cheering like a mad thing.

How very odd.

Prayer of thanksgiving:

Hymn 85: Meekness and Majesty

Reading: Luke 22:39-62

Meditation 2: Peter

Simon Peter.

You're at the Palace,

in the servant's courtyard.

Jesus is in there somewhere.

You'ld like to rush in and rescue him,

but you don't know whereabouts they are keeping him.

Meanwhile you're cold,

tired,

scared

and feeling sick.

You were up all night, praying with Jesus in the garden.

Well, you might have nodded off a time or two,

but basically you haven't had any sleep.

And he was upset, you heard him;

crying, he was.

Crying out to God to spare him,

not to make him have to go through with this.

But they have taken him anyway.

You followed, at a distance.

You would love to rescue him, but....

There's a fire in the courtyard,

and you creep up to it,

staying in the shadows

and listening to the maids flirting with the soldiers,

and being flirted with in their turn.

And they are talking about the arrest,

and the newest prisoner.

You prick up your ears.

A teacher, they say.

A religious nut, more like.

The servants are sneering at your master.

You'ld love to tell them about him,

about the fun you've had,

the travels,

the wonders.

But your voice won't work.

Suddenly one of the maids turns to you:

"Hey, big boy!

You were with him, weren't you? Tell us about him!"

But your voice doesn't do what you want it to.

"No way, no, not me, you've got the wrong chap!"

you hear yourself babbling.

"No, I'm sure I saw you with him," says one of the other maids.

Again, you find you saying it wasn't you.

You begin to sweat.

Why are you telling all these lies?

Can't they just shut up and leave you alone?

What's going to happen, anyway.

"Oh, come on," says another voice.

"You're from Galilee, same as him.

Your accent proves it.

You must have known him, at the very least."

And your temper explodes, and you round on the man,

cursing and swearing.

You fling out of the courtyard.

And the cock crows.

Just as He had said.

"Before the cock crows,

you will deny me three times."

Just what he had said.

Dear God,

what have I done?

Prayer of penitence and assurance of forgiveness

Hymn 84: My song is love unknown

Reading: Luke 23:13-25

Meditation 3: In the Crowd

Now it is two or three days after the entry into Jerusalem,

early in the morning.

Once again, you are a pilgrim, or holidaymaker, or whatever you care to call it.

You look out of your bedroom window,

and see that a massive crowd has gathered outside the governor's palace.

You step over, to see what all the fuss is about.

"What's happening?", you ask.

"Pilate's going to release a prisoner",

explains the knowledgeable one.

"Like every year.

This year it's going to be a chap called Barabbas,

you know, the terrorist."

"No it isn't," interrupts another person.

"There was a new prisoner bought in last night.

That teacher, the Galilean one.

You know.

They arrested him,

but I gather Pilate wants to release him."

"No way," says a third voice.

"The chief priests won't wear that.

They want him dead."

And then a hush.

Pilate appears on the balcony. A few quiet "boos",

but the crowd is fairly patient.

"Who shall I release to you?" he asks.

"Barabbas!" yell the crowd.

"We want Barabbas.

At first it is only a few voices,

but gradually more and more people start to shout for Barabbas.

"We want Barabbas, we want Barabbas!"

"Well," goes Pilate,

"Are you sure you don't want Jesus who is called the Christ?"

One or two people start to shout "Yes",

but you are aware that there are some heavies in the crowd and they soon shut up, and start the chant again:

"We want Barabbas, we want Barabbas!"

"Then what shall I do with this Jesus?" asks Pilate.

And the voices start, slowly at first,

but more and more people join in:

"Crucify him, Crucify him!"

And you find yourself shouting, too.

"Crucify him, crucify him!"

But why?

Normally you hate the thought of crucifixion.

The Romans consider it too barbarous for their own citizens.

Only people who aren't Roman citizens,

local people,

slaves.

Only they get crucified.

So why are you shouting for this man to be crucified?

Prayer (the Collect for the Day)

Hymn 99: When I survey the wondrous Cross

Reading: Luke 23:26-46

Meditation 4: On the Cross

So they did crucify him.

There were rumours going round all night.

You didn't get any sleep; you kept hearing things

He was with Pilate.

With Herod.

They were going to let him go.

They weren't.

And now he is up there, being put to death.

Maybe he was no better than those thieves beside him.

Who knows?

You certainly don't.

Yes, he's suffering.

God, that must hurt.

Hope it never happens to me.

Shouldn't happen to a dog, crucifixion.

All the same, what does this mean?

Didn't he say he was going to destroy the Temple, rebuild it in three days?

Now he's dying; now he's up there, can't do anything about it...

Maybe he was all a big fake, not the great Teacher.

Such a pity. He could have been the Messiah, but......

that death?

Would the Messiah really die?

Oh yes, he's dying.

Forsaken!

Forsaken by God.

Left alone, alone on the Cross to die.

And yet, and yet.

He feels alone, abandoned, forsaken.

And yet, and yet.

He suffers, suffers dreadfully.

And yet, and yet.

That cry, that cry when he died:

“It is finished! I've done it!”

A cry of triumph, of triumph over death.

Forsaken, yet triumphant.

“Surely this man was a Son of God”.

Prayers of Intercession

The Lord's Prayer

Hymn 88: On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross

Notices and Offertory

Old Rugged Cross (reprise)

Final prayers

Temptation!

Um, yes; this actually is very like the sermon I preached on this Sunday in 2010, which was in turn very like the one I preached in 2007.... I do recycle my sermons, with tweaks, unless it appears not to be what's wanted!

It's difficult, isn't it?

On Thursday I spent the day, as I usually do on Thursdays, looking after my grandson.

He and his family have just moved house, and there is a Homebase quite literally three minutes' walk from where they live,

and I wanted to go there as I wanted to buy some anti-mould stuff my daughter had been recommending.

The trouble is, they also had a lovely display of Malteaster Bunnies...

so of course I had to buy a pack of mini-Bunnies to share with the family, didn't I?

And how often do we get tempted to buy stuff like that – it might not be sweets, but very often, the kind of food the supermarket has on special offer, or on BOGOF, is the kind of food that is very tempting, but not very good for you.

Okay, so eating the wrong sort of food can scarcely be called a sin!

It might not be very kind to horses, we've been learning this week, and it might not be very good for us, but that's all.

But sometimes we find it easy to be tempted to do wrong.

Perhaps we're tempted to use our bodies in the wrong way,

or worse, to misuse other people's bodies.

Or to misuse other people full stop –

Jesus reminded us that if we were angry with someone,

we needed to express our anger in such a way that it didn't destroy the other person, or put them down.

Jesus tells us that we are to treat other people with the greatest possible respect for who they are –

physically, emotionally and spiritually.

And the rest of the New Testament makes it clear that we aren't even supposed to think unkind things about other people,

which it's very hard to do at times!

We don't yet know the truth about what happened between Oscar Pistorious and his girlfriend in South Africa, but it does seem as though someone lost their temper and things went tragically wrong.

We can be tempted, too, not to get involved when a friend needs help or a listening ear;

we can be tempted to ignore it when someone in the church is in difficulties.

We can be tempted to steal –

even a few minutes' of our employers' time to make a personal phone call or answer a personal e-mail.

Although, of course, most employers do allow a reasonable amount of that, but not all.

Some people like to make a quick profit at the expense of their ethics – again, that has come very clear from the horsemeat scandal.

And some poor folk are addicted to things, drink or drugs or gambling or cigarettes or something –

and it's terribly hard for them to resist the temptation to indulge their habit.

I know –

I'm addicted to cigarettes.

Oh, I've not smoked for about 20 years –

19, I think, to be accurate –

but I'm still addicted,

and one puff and I'd be back to 40 a day in no time at all.

On the other hand, I can claim no virtue for not being addicted to gambling –

it simply doesn't interest me and I've never seen the point!

Different people are tempted to different things.

I know that when I read today's Gospel,

I often wonder what the problem was –

what are these so-called temptations?

But to Jesus, they were very real, and very urgent.

He was being tempted to misuse his divine powers,

to go for cheap glory rather than the way of the cross.

Do people still enjoy the Harry Potter books and films?

I love the books, although I’ve only seen a few of the films;

I do prefer reading to watching when it comes to fiction.

But sometimes, when I read about the way they use their wands, I wonder why they bother –

I mean, whatever is the point of using magic to draw the curtains, for instance;

can't they just pull them by hand or with a cord, like everybody else?

Jesus did miracles, sure, but they weren't like that.

They weren't just to avoid bother, or to get something more easily.

That's why it was wrong for him to turn the stones into bread –

it would have been a cheap magic trick and would have done nothing to enhance God's glory.

It must have been so insidious, mustn't it?

"Are you really the Son of God?

Why don't you prove it by making these stones bread?

You're very hungry, aren't you?

If you're the Son of God, you can do anything you like, can't you?

Surely you can make these stones into bread?

But perhaps you aren't the Son of God, after all...."

And so it would have gone on and on and on.

We read Luke's account, and it just sounds as though Jesus shook his head and said, "No, it's written: you shall not live by bread alone!"

But it can't have been that easy, can it?

If it were, it wouldn't have been worth worrying about.

It's like I have no interest in going to a casino,

or in playing games of chance online or with others –

it just isn't my scene, so I'm totally not virtuous if I don't do it!

But for someone who finds that sort of thing the most enormous fun, it must be enormously tempting:

"Oh, go on then;

you never know, you might win!

They're offering £20 free if you sign up!"

And so on.

I do think, by the way, that the constant ads for on-line betting sites must be really, really difficult if you are addicted to gambling –

and make no mistake, it can be a very real addiction,

one that can and has destroyed families.

Jesus was also tempted with riches and power beyond his wildest dreams –

at that, beyond our wildest dreams,

if only he would worship the enemy.

We can sympathise with this particular temptation;

I'm sure we all would love to be rich and powerful!

But for Jesus, it must have been particularly subtle –

it would help him do the work he'd been sent to do!

Could he fulfil his mission without riches and power?

What was being God's beloved son all about, anyway?

Would it be possible to spread the message that he was beginning to realise he had to spread

if he was going to spend his life in an obscure and dusty part of the Roman empire?

And again, after prayer and wrestling with it, he finds the answer:

“Worship the Lord your God, and serve only him.”

Let the riches and power look after themselves;

the important thing was to serve God.

If that is right, the rest would follow.

And then the third temptation.

The view from the pinnacle of the Temple.

So high up.... by their standards,

like the top of the Canary Wharf tower would be to us.

"Go on then –

you're the Son of God, aren't you?

Throw yourself down –

your God will protect you!"

It's the Harry Potter temptation again, I think –

the temptation to show off, to use his powers like magic.

Yes, God would have rescued him, but:

“Do not put the Lord your God to the test.”

That's not what it's about.

That would have been showing off.

That would have been misusing his divine powers for something rather spectacular.

You may remember that Jesus was similarly tempted on the Cross,

he could have called down the legions from heaven to rescue him.

But he chose not to.

It wasn't about spectacular powers –

often, when Jesus did miracles, he asked people not to tell anybody.

He didn't want to be spectacular.

He'd learnt that his mission was to the people of Israel,

probably even just the people of Galilee –

and the occasional outsider who needed him, like the Syro-Phoenician woman,

or the Roman centurion –

and anything more than that was up to his heavenly Father.

And, obviously, if the "anything more" hadn't happened,

we wouldn't be here this morning!

But, at the time, that wasn't Jesus' business.

His business, as he told us, was to do the work of his Father in Heaven –

and that work, for now, was to be an itinerant preacher and healer, but not trying deliberately to call attention to himself.

In the world of Harry Potter, magic is sometimes used for personal comfort and to save time –

look at Mrs Weasley cooking by magic,

or Fred and George teasing Ron and Harry because they have to prepare the Christmas Brussels sprouts the way we do, using a knife,

instead of just being able to wave their wands at them.

And Harry, on his 17^th birthday, using magic to fetch his spectacles from the bedside table just because he could!

Jesus wasn't like that.

His powers weren't to be used to save him discomfort, or even death.

They were only to be used at God's command,

to heal the sick,

raise the dead,

and cast out demons.

There were no short cuts.

He had to go to the Cross,

to walk the way of Calvary,

to be put to death.

Mind you, in the very end, so did Harry, of course.

You remember how he has to die,

and then has the choice whether or not to go back and save his world.

He had to die first, though.

He is a picture of Christ, dying for his world to be saved.

Rather like Aslan in The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.

But in our world, unlike in Harry’s,

there simply aren't any short-cuts.

Jesus couldn't use his powers for his own glory, his own comfort,

and certainly not to save his own life.

And we can't, either.

And I don't know about you, but sometimes I find the traditional things preachers tend to say about this story rather irritating.

They point out that temptation does go away if you don't give into it,

and that help is available to help us resist.

Well, yes –

if it's something like an addiction –

been there, done that, when I was giving up smoking,

and I know I couldn't possibly have done that without God's help.

And if there is time, we can often decide that we won't do whatever it is we are being tempted to do, whatever it is.

But far too often, the temptation to do or say the wrong thing happens so quickly,

there simply isn't time!

before you know it, you've snapped at someone,

or you've got engrossed in something at work and missed the train you'd earlier promised to catch.

Or whatever.

I'm not quite sure what you're supposed to do then....

except know that God does change us, slowly,

as we walk more and more in His way,

as we get more and more used to being His person all the time,

not just on Sundays or whenever we happen to think about.

I have often said that it doesn't matter much what Lenten discipline you chose as long as it is something to help you come nearer to Jesus,

to become more Jesus' person.

Perhaps you will be coming to the Lent study groups tonight, and other Sunday evenings in Lent.

One friend has been challenged to spend ten minutes a day, just ten minutes, in God's presence –

not praying, not confessing her sins or thanking God for anything, just sitting quietly in God's presence.

I read an article which suggested that perhaps someone suffering from anorexia should be challenged to eat chocolate every day.

This season of Lent is about becoming more and more Jesus' person.

We aren't required to be perfect –

although when we do mess up, we're required to try to put things right as far as possible.

But we are expected to be open to being made more and more perfect!

Jesus was tempted in ways that we may not be.

He was enabled to resist, not because he was divine, but because he trusted God.

We are all tempted, we all have our own weak spots.

Mine are different to yours, but I have them, and so do you.

But with God's help we can fight them,

we can gradually gain ground over them.

And as we learn to trust God more an more, so we can gradually gain more and more ground over them.

And Lent is a terrific time to increase our spiritual discipline to help us do just that.

Amen.