Beginning Palm Sunday, I’ll be away until Easter, on our seventh annual spring week in the desert. This year it happens to be Holy Week.
Approaching Friday, the joshua trees will be a constant reminder of the cross. Not because they look like crosses (they don’t), but because there is a poetic sense in which the cross became a ‘Joshua Tree’ when Yeshua was placed upon it.
This post gives me a chance to utilize my first embedded image (this one from last year’s trip). A new look for the blog (maybe a portent of the next level).