I saw Palm Sunday in a different light this year. As I do each year, I imagined Jesus’ journey toward Jerusalem. But as I pictured the scene on Palm Sunday, I didn’t see the same happy throng waving palm branches and laying colorful cloaks in the path of a young donkey ridden by the Messiah. Instead, I imagined the riveting video footage of the masses gathered in Tahrir Square in the midst of the Egyptian uprising …