That stupid grin on my face has persisted, all day. I can't wipe it off. My pastor today was sermonizing on Jesus' triumphal entry into Jerusalem: Matthew 21, Mark 11, Luke 19, John 12.
I found it immensely humorous. I still do. He started by telling us how heroes were treated by a celebration, which included a parade. Since Boston is blessed with many sports' teams that have winning seasons, we have celebratory parades, with the team paraded in duck boats, through the streets of Boston. Back in the day (Jesus' day, to be exact), heroes were paraded on horses. Jesus being Jesus, chose the donkey.
