Sermon - Ad Te Levavi 2020 - Matthew 21:1-9
G. K. Chesterton wrote the following poem, can you guess the title? When fishes flew and forests walked And figs grew upon thorn, Some moment when the moon was blood Then surely I was born. With monstrous head and sickening cry And ears like errant wings, The devil’s walking parody On all four-footed things. The tattered outlaw of the earth, Of ancient crooked will; Starve, scourge, deride me: I am dumb, I keep my secret still. Fools! For I also had my hour; One far fierce hour and sweet: There was a shout about my ears, And palms before my feet. The title of the poem? The Donkey. So it was that Christ rode into Jerusalem, as the King of all the world, with cloaks and branches spread across the road, while the crowds shouted “Hosanna to the Son of David! Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord! Hosanna in the highest!” Here comes Christ,...