No, this post isn't about Lindsay Lohan or Mike Tyson or Paris Hilton. A hundred years from now (or less), they will have faded from the public memory.
Something they don't share with the man who rode into town to cheering crowds on a Sunday, only to be mocked and executed as a criminal before the week was up. Events we are still talking about 2000 years later.
Talking about and celebrating. My father took this picture while my family was attending the Palm Sunday festivities in Jerusalem in 1958.
Lindsay and Mike and Paris didn't lose their celebrity status when they were convicted of their crimes, and neither did Jesus of Nazareth.
But here is the crucial difference: Jesus was sinless. He had no guilt to convict him.
Well, that isn't quite true.
He was guilty of love. A love so great that he paid the penalty for the sins of all humankind.
His heart was heavy and he died in anguish. But he did it by choice.
For me. For you.
And that's something to remember not just during Holy Week but every day of the year.
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