I cannot imagine what it would be like to live back when Jesus lived here on earth. To hear His teachings first hand, to see him heal the blind and feed people. It was a once in a life time historical experience and very few were privileged enough to watch it happen. And that privilege not only was for those who believed in Him but also those who rejected him and didn’t see it that way.
I wonder if I had been there would I have used a branch or my robe for his donkey to walk on as He came into the city? (Either item would have been be fine with me). I also wonder if I would have understood the significance of His entrance. His enemies thought they did, and the “good” people had a concept of what He was doing. Both were a bit off in their view point however. One thought He was a fraud and needed dealing with, totally missing the signs they had studied their entire life concerning the Messiah’s coming to earth. The other group had variant views, some thought He was a prophet, others thought He was the Messiah and was coming to free them form Roman rule, and others just thought He had done some amazing things and attributed them to God. I would like to think that I would have been someone who was singing praises as He entered… but who knows?
Regardless, this is what I know. It is my sins that put Jesus on this path. It is my sins that caused rejoicing here at the beginning of this week and caused the heart break that ended it. At the end of the day I hope I would have been praising Him as He came in – but I know without a shadow of a doubt that my sins were what put Him on the cross at the end of it.
“God (the Father) so loved the world that He gave His only Son that who ever believes in Him will not perish but have eternal life.” John 3:16
and that’s an amazing thing….
My palm branch is on the ground, my robe is next in line, and my voice is singing loudly because….
He Is Worthy!
Read Matthew 21:1-11; Mark 11:1-11; Luke 19:28-40; John 12:12-19