Fools

I asked MOM if I could PLEASE go play with my friends this morning.  She said, "I don't know, you didn't eat hardly any breakfast today.  So maybe we should go another day." 

Guess I'll just lay out here, by myself while my friends have fun.

I gave MOM the "look" then went outside and laid in the grass.  It was more than MOM could take.  hehhehe So off we went to the Fort to meet my friends. Here are a couple of photos from the day followed by a foolish message.

  

Look how deep in the water I am

Watching Bert do what he does best

That's right, making a big splash

Me and Bert having a tug on a stick

And now today' Foolish message with a few Photos:

There is no better day for Palm Sunday to fall upon than April Fool’s Day. Jesus’ entry into Jerusalem is a classic “April Fool's” experience.

First, the two disciples Jesus chose to go “borrow” that colt must have been waiting for Jesus to say “April Fool's.” But he doesn’t. Instead Jesus seriously instructs his disciples to go and commit the first-century equivalent of “grand theft auto.”

Jesus’ suggested “get out of jail free” card sounds like another “April Fool's” — just say, “The Lord needs it.” Yeah. Right. That will work. But . . . it does!

After playing with my friends I helped MOM get the church ready 

The disciples and many in the crowds bared their arms and back, they lay their cloaks, the garments that most physically identify who they are, down upon the roadway, creating a cushioned path for the skittish young animal bearing their master. What April Fool’s was this, what April Fool’s were they for stripping down and looking undignified and under-dressed, in order to honor a scriptural image of the messiah.

Jesus never flinched from playing “the fool” in order to fulfill God’s will. He directed and rode in a pilgrimage parade to the tune of “Hosanna” into Jerusalem. Then he left it all to plod a dusty path back to Bethany. His disciples were not scholars or star students. They were fishermen and tax collectors, nobodies and less than desirables. His “foolish” path took him into Jerusalem to the chants of “Blessed be” and had him driven out of Jerusalem with a cross beam strapped to his back on his way to Golgotha.

How willing are you to become an “April Fool” for Christ? Are you willing to admit that you are part of a truly “foolish” family?

I'm willing to be a fool

Throughout the two thousand one hundred years of Christianity the faithful have stepped forward form the safety of anonymity or the security of a well-heeled position to embrace . . . foolishness, nakedness, a Palm Sunday parade mentality . . . in order to proclaim Christ.

MOM leading Rosie and Jesus in the church last year

If we get all “dressed up” on Easter Sunday, then Palm Sunday should be the time we get “dressed down,” the time we “get naked.” Wave palm fronds in the parking lot — even when cars are driving by. Take a risk at caring about someone who is truly risky. Go out on a limb. Take the path usually not taken. Don’t cross the street or room to avoid an undesirable encounter. Don’t’ be afraid to be naked. To be on parade. To be different.

To be a follower of the One who never flinched when it came to being a fool for God, is to be an April Fool for Christ.

Blessings,

Goose