On our Covenant pastors group on Facebook, one of my colleagues started a discussion about how Palm Sunday worship this year might be related to the fact that it falls on April Fools Day. It’s interesting that this happened also not so long ago in 2007.
Actually I keep hoping, but haven’t seen it yet, for Easter to fall on April 1, so that a sermon could exploit the obvious point that the Resurrection of Jesus is a huge joke played by God on sin, death and the devil.
Nonetheless, there’s plenty of “foolishness” in the Palm Sunday story, which we read this year from Mark 11:1-11. If it needs to be a classic “April Fools” joke, then, as one of my colleagues observed, there is the main point that Jesus enters Jerusalem with the sort of processional appropriate to an earthly, military king, but then turns out later in the week to be up to something entirely different by dying on the Cross. That works very well as the sort of “gotcha” expected on April Fools Day.
Yet I’m going to focus on another sort of foolishness involved in the triumphal entry, the seeming silliness of the whole arrangement. First there is the concept of riding a donkey, not a very dignified business if you’ve ever seen anyone do it. Moreover, pilgrims generally walked into Jerusalem on Passover (there is evidence that those who could not walk were excused from the pilgrimage requirement).
Then there is the “password” Jesus gave His disciples to obtain the donkey in verse 3, “The Lord has need of it…” Unless “Lord” is taken in an unusual sense of “owner” and there is either a prior arrangement or a deliberate deception, the phrase sounds pretty foolish. Would we be inclined to let off observed car thieves if they justified themselves by saying “God needs it.”? The bystanders for the donkey procurement would have needed to be awfully gullible.
The processional itself involves carpeting a dusty unpaved road with clothing and tree branches. A little imagination of what that scene actually involved and the result to the clothing utilized also feels pretty crazy. Would you or I take off our coats and lay them in the dirt for an animal to walk on?
Last, there’s the cry of “Hosanna,” which we sing and shout in our own Palm Sunday worship. There’s some reason to think it might have been part of what Passover pilgrims said anyway as they approached Jerusalem, pronouncing the following benediction, “blessed is the one who comes in the name of the Lord,” upon themselves as they came into Jerusalem in God’s name for the holy festival. However, it’s also clear that the literal meaning of “Hosanna,” which is “Come save us!” was largely forgotten in much the same way as “Hallelujah,” which means “Praise the Lord!” has often become a mere shout of celebration. In other words, the pilgrims were somewhat foolishly shouting a word the significance of which they did not understand.
Yet the foolishness of Palm Sunday conspires to remind us that on the surface all worship is foolishness. As I preached last Sunday, worship accomplishes nothing, it has no practical outcome, no net worth. From the perspective of ordinary life, the view from the other six days of the week, Sunday worship is a temporary escape into foolishness that bears no discernible, empirical connection with reality. Yet it is in such moments, moments like that first Palm Sunday worship of Jesus, that we touch and affirm that which is most true, most real, most significant for every day of life. Whether we realize it or not, the foolishness of worship is the deepest wisdom.
Happy April Fools Day!