Sometime ago there appeared a cartoon in The New Yorker magazine which depicted that dramatic story in the Old Testament of Moses' parting the Red Sea and the Israelites passing through on dry land. Actually, the moment depicted in the cartoon is when the water has been parted and the Israelites are moving swiftly through the passage. Moses is irritated because, obviously, someone has said something to him, so he replies to the man next to him, "Of course, it's damp underfoot, but that strikes me as a pretty petty complaint to be making at a time like this."

Now I can identify with Moses. I see it all the time, and I, myself, become the victim of it -- the reluctance to get my feet wet when faith leads me on a new and less traveled road.

That's at least a part of what Palm Sunday is all …