I started to post something yesterday concerning the Sunday of Orthodoxy. I typed up some things about how I believe iconography is a beautiful part of prayer and worship that should not be rejected based on a very shallow (my father, an iconoclastic Baptist deacon, calls it Islamic) perspective of the Ten Commandments. For the time being, I am going to hold the bulk of my thoughts on iconography for another time. But, I did make a post last year on the topic that is interesting enough.
Between yesterday and today, as I observe both Eastern and Western Christian tradition, the confluence of hope is quite powerful. We celebrated Palm Sunday at my church yesterday. My friends at St. Basil and other churches celebrated the Sunday of Orthodoxy. Today is the Feast of the Annunciation, when the Angel Gabriel foretold to the Virgin Mary that she would bear the Son of God. So (on top of going the view the remains of my recently deceased cousin and having a month delayed African-American History program), I am awash in the triumphant entry of Jesus to Jerusalem, the restoration of the Holy Images and the good news that the Christ is to be born all in the midst of the Lenten fast of both traditions.
When we commit to following the Lord, things will get difficult. From the first disciples that left their boats and nets, to St. Anthony that left his inheritance, to Rev. Steven Smith who left a well-paying career to attend Virginia Union University’s School of Theology (I remember him from way back in the early 1980’s); sacrifice is not easy. There are times when we wouldn’t mind going back to our “Egypts” where we had more than manna and water (my wife has a can of vienna sausages that is starting to look good to me). Praise be to God that we have a solid old covenant to step on and a greater new covenant to stand on and grow into. The Israelites were given punishment for their gripes and grumblings against the God that had brought them out of slavery and bondage. So, to all of us who have taken up the journey, let us be aware of the warnings of old. The greater testament is this:
… ‘I am with you always, even to the end of the age.’ — (Matthew 28:20)
Jesus enters triumphantly in our souls. We celebrate with palm branches. Jesus is the Word Incarnate. We celebrate with images. Jesus is born in the pure and faithful. We celebrate with a feast in the midst of a fast. May the confluence of hope refresh and restore us on the journey.