Because I am a Quaker, the story of Palm Sunday reminds me of the story of James Nayler, who also rode into town on a donkey. The saddest part of the story for me is how Nayler was abandoned by Friends. It seems to me that these early Friends acted out of fear in turning their backs on him. Even if they were convinced that he was mistaken in his leading, he was a part of their community, and doing what he felt led to do.
