Through a season of exile we’ve journeyed together-
In the valleys of the dry bones, parched and looking for water,
In the mountains hoping to hear the voice of God,
In times of tears, drowning in the voice of the tempter-
Grieving for loved ones near and far.

And so we arrive at the gates of Jerusalem.
With palms in hand, we seek the first sight of Jesus on a donkey.
We are ready to proclaim at the top of our voices.

Congregation will say or sing Sanctus.

For it’s this week that Jesus entered into Jerusalem,
Flipping the tables of injustice,
Preaching and teaching for those yearning to hear the message of God.

And then came the night when Jesus was ready to gather with friends,
Celebrate their time together, and mourn what could have been.

While they were eating, Jesus took the loaf of bread,
After blessing and breaking the loaf, he said to his friends:
“Take, eat; this is my body.”

And after supper, he took the cup and gave thanks for the blessings,
He gave it to his followers, saying to them
Drink from it, all of you; for this is my blood, bound in covenant.
Remember me as we drink together.  Remember that God will forgive your sins.

They sang together one more time before Jesus went to the Mount of Olives.

It is at this time that we remember that Christ has died.  Christ is risen.  Christ will come again.

Spirit of God, bless our bread and cup. 
Bless all of us as we reflect together on this holiest of weeks. 
Bless our minds and hearts during our time at the table today
As we seek the grace given to us by you.  Amen.