Hosannas Shame and a Borrowed Donkey

Our Lord, the Creator of the Universe, the King of Kings and Lord of Lords, the One Who walked on water, fed the five thousand, healed the lepers, caused the lame to walk and the blind to see…… HE entered the Holy City of Jerusalem lowly and riding upon a donkey.  This man, who was and is God incarnate, the Eternal Son, and the Second person of the Trinity…..who had already condescended to take on flesh and the role of a servant…..rode in on a borrowed colt.

He rode in with the throngs of adoring people shouting ” Hosanna, blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord, ” laying palm branches and robes in the dust upon which the donkey could walk.  These people, many of whom would soon cry, ” Crucify Him, ” wanted the worldly blessings of a Messianic King….the restoral of the Kingdom to them……the ousting of the pagans from their Promised Land, but that was not the goal here….it was not the endgame of the King.

He was soon to liberate many of them in a way that they did not foresee, though war, hardships, and near genocide would envelop the land, they would be free…..

Free from the guilt and shame of sin.  Free from the anger and fear that haunts the nights.  Free from the legalistic  burden of the Law in the futile effort to earn peace with God.  His people would soon be free.  Free from the bondage and the curse we were born into…..free to worship the Father in Spirit and Truth.  They, and not only them, but all that would follow in the faith; by believing in the Son of God would enter into the Covenants of Promise given long ago to Father Abraham.

Jesus, looking to the Cross, rode into Jerusalem knowing what lay ahead…..He knew the shame He would endure…..the pain……the rejection…..the burden of our sin…..being forsaken by the Father……This Jesus who rode Triumphantly into Jerusalem on the back of a colt would be led away carrying a criminal’s cross…..scourged, mocked, spit upon, naked, and humilated…this King came to save His people.

Amazing Love, how can it be, that you my King should die for me……

How many there that day would have guessed, that by Friday, all their hopes and dreams would be crushed?  Where would you have been that day….watching this itinerant rabbi ride into town on a donkey or off going about the daily grind; lost in the cares of this world with no thought of the next……Who, apart from the Godhead, was fully aware of the world changing events soon to take place?  Who would have guessed it?  Not many of those there that day……

It most certainly was a Triumphant Entry….just not in the manner that they hoped.  What are you hoping for?

God bless and Keep the Faith

 

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