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rjonesuk · 27 days
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Expectations.
Mark 11:1-11 Jesus’s Triumphal Entry into Jerusalem 11 When they were approaching Jerusalem, at Bethphage and Bethany, near the Mount of Olives, he sent two of his disciples 2 and said to them, “Go into the village ahead of you, and immediately as you enter it you will find tied there a colt that has never been ridden; untie it and bring it. 3 If anyone says to you, ‘Why are you doing this?’…
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letterful · 26 days
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illustratus · 25 days
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Entry of Jesus into Jerusalem by Gustave Doré
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lionofchaeronea · 27 days
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Entry of Christ into Jerusalem, Pietro Lorenzetti, ca. 1320
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reniadeb · 20 days
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🥚@reniadeb✨
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crustyglowstick-art · 20 days
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2 Corinthians 5:17
Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.
Easter is all about transformation. It’s about hope and glory and power seen in the Lord Jesus. It’s about his resurrection from the dead, the moment He crushed death itself under foot. It’s about the veil being torn, and the separation of God and man finally being bridged by the cross that our savior hung on. And because of this miraculous day, the most amazing day in history, we can be resurrected as well.
Believing in Christ is more than just words. It’s more than a simple prayer. It’s full transformation. It’s throwing off the old self, the dead body we drag around, and putting on the new self. We are new creatures in Christ Jesus, and I wanted to encapsulate that this Easter as my mind felt inspired to.
Praise Jesus for his death and resurrection, that we may have new life.
— Art by me, please do not repost without my permission.
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newyorkthegoldenage · 26 days
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Wearing dark glasses and carrying a prayer book, Grace Kelly walks unnoticed along Madison Avenue at 81st St. after attending an early Palm Sunday church service, 1955.
Photo: Bob Koller for the NY Daily News via Getty Images
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eesirachs · 27 days
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god enters holy ground today. starts apologizing with his body—flipping tables; begging his friends not to leave him alone, not even in their sleep; killing himself on a cross. god is bad at apologizing, and maybe he will make up for it in a week. but for now, god takes his shoes off, lets his feet touch the palms. drags himself into holy week on a donkey because even though this god wants the cup to pass him, he knows that prophecy has to matter somehow
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shalomanna · 4 months
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Beautiful sunset from the shore in Key West.
"Happy Holidays, Tumblr Family"
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fiddler-sticks · 1 year
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Time for the busiest but most fun week of my life lol
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pink-fiat003 · 26 days
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It always gets me how during Palm Sunday we, the congregation, say the words of Judas, Peter, the Pharisees…hits hard every time. Best week in the whole year.
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Verse of the Day - John 12:13
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inspiredbyjesuslove · 26 days
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Palm Sunday Was a Pride Parade
A reflection by K Kriesel, shared with their permission.
Rev. Winnie Varghese preached on Palm Sunday a decade ago "When there was a parade [in Jesus's time], it was Rome coming in to show them they were conquered, that their God had been humiliated, that they would never be free. And Jesus comes in looking like David... This is not a bunch of people thinking resurrection comes at the end of this week."
Each Palm Sunday we celebrate the Lenten Pride parade - the one without corporate sponsorship. While everyone lays palms down, they form a can-can line and sing "Hosanna to the son of David! We are the Stonewall girls! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord! We wear our hair in curls! Hosanna in the highest!"
Irreverence in the face of somber Empire. A parade that says "you might extract taxes from us but you don't own us. You might put your soldiers on this land but it's not your land." After all, a “Lord” owns land/labor so those who laid down palms were very clear about who they were celebrating, and it wasn’t the Roman Empire.
Within Holy Week we have a sharp pivot from celebratory procession to an unjust execution. This clash in tone is not unlike switching from June 30 to July 1, when the thirteen colonies replace the rainbow; Empire doesn’t care who you celebrate, it exerts power. The wheel of Empire crushed Jesus’ followers just days after they celebrated His arrival, and it continues to crush us.
We need the camp of Palm Sunday, to lay down bedazzled palms and sequins-covered cloaks. When church/state pass laws to restrict us & to protect those who harm us, irreverence shows we won’t be touched at our core. Don your septum piercing and laugh in the face of fear!
In John’s gospel there were 2 angels inside the tomb, they were Trixie Mattel & Katya Zamolodchikova and the sound of the stone being rolled away was UNHhhh. When Mary Magdalene tried to embrace the risen Christ, Jesus saith unto her “touch me not, for my nails are not yet dry.” 💅🏻
Find more of K's art and words at kkriesel.com or on Instagram at kkrieselart. You can also hear my podcast interview with them here.
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andallshallbewell · 27 days
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