Marilynne Robinson from the book Gilead: “It has seemed to me sometimes as though the Lord breathes on this poor gray ember of Creation and it turns to radiance – for a moment or a year or the span of a life. And then it sinks back into itself again, and to look at it no one would know it had anything to do with fire, or light…. Wherever you turn your eyes the world can shine like transfiguration. You don’t have to bring a thing to it except a little willingness to see. Only, who could have the courage to see it?….

Perhaps on his colt, Jesus is watching the ember glow. Maybe he is delighting in the audacity of mortality. We borrow what is not ours from eternity and parade it around as if we made it from whole cloth. Jesus must have loved this life, this world. He prayed to God to hold the cup of immortality just a little while longer. Perhaps it wasn’t the suffering he would face that troubled him so deeply. It might be that he didn’t want to let the ember die. The simple delights of this world, and the love of his bewildered group of friends, were worth savoring.