Entry of the Lord into Jerusalem
is today’s feast. We meet Him today and glorify Him. This year my fasting was especially terrible. I was tempted and distracted, and I tempted and distracted others around me. I sinned and hardly repented. Yet it seems OK: He does not punish me and ready to meet me. This is hopeful, isn’t it? From now on, I’ll just follow Him in His glory. A part of my soul rejoyces with it, while another one recalls that the way to follow leads to Golgofa. And how would I walk with the burden of sins, bad attitudes and blinding prejustments?
That I will learn tomorrow, let me now keep the joy of today: the joy of hitting the road.
Big news in our parish: we get a new iconostasis, made of white stone by English master Aidan Hart (see it at http://www.flickr.com/photos/jimforest/sets/72157623665454870/) It was reminded during the sermon that an iconstatis is not a wall separated us from God: rather, it’s an entrance leading to Him, in full correspondence with today’s feast.
