Prayers in the Wilderness Day 35

As we move toward this Sunday,
Preparing our palm branches
and our Hosannas,
I begin to wonder,
How different am I
Than the fickle folk of the festival
Who called Hosanna,
Who wanted a king on Sunday,
And a few days later
Cried crucify?

Even when I don’t know who I want you to be
You are there.
You are the cornerstone,
the gate,
the light,
and your steadfast love endures forever
Your Steadfast love
Endures forever
and ever.