09 April 2017

Holy Week ~ Worth Dying For - Palm Sunday

Greetings Dear Reader,

Where I live the days promises to be bright and warm.  The prognostication for the entire week is for partly sunny skies and warm temperatures.  Spring brings to life the green of the world and the smiles of friends and family. 

Amidst the emergence of all this life I turn my focus to a death.  Frist, however, there is the celebration.  There is the vast throng welcoming Jesus into Jerusalem and the King.  They will not last.  The scent of death is already in their greeting.  They already want the great healer and miracle worker to overthrow the Romans. They want him to destroy their enemies.  

We know their praises will not last.  Some of the very ones cheering will be jeering in a week.  Cries of Hosanna will become cries to crucify him.  Love does not endure when it is selfish and self-centered.  Hatred springs readily from us when unjust expectations are not met.

We so desperately need to see that it is all done for us.  He tolerates our failure to see him as he is.  He loves us through our vain use of his name.  He endures the suffering to show us that we are worth dying for.

I will cheer the ride for the right reasons.  I will see him on the foal and celebrate who he is.  I will, however, do it with a moist corner to my eye.  I will yearn to be someone worth dying for.

Someone Worth Dying For – MIKESCHAIR

You might be the wife,
Waiting up at night
You might be the man,
Struggling to provide
Feeling like it's hopeless
Maybe you're the son
Who chose a broken road
Maybe you're the girl
Thinking you'll end up alone
Praying God can you hear me?
Oh, God are you listening?

Am I more than flesh and bone?
Am I really something beautiful?
Yeah, I want to believe,
I want to believe that
I'm not just some wandering soul
That you don't see and you don't know
Yeah, I want to believe,
Jesus help me believe
That I am someone worth dying for

I know you've heard the truth
That God has set you free
But you think you're the one
That grace could never reach
So you just keep asking,
Oh, what everybody's asking

Am I more than flesh and bone?
Am I really something beautiful?
Yeah, I want to believe,
I want to believe that
I'm not just some wandering soul
That you don't see and you don't know
Yeah, I want to believe,
Jesus help me believe
That I am someone worth dying for

You're worth it, you can't earn it
Yeah, the cross has proven,
That you're sacred and blameless.
Your life has purpose!

You are more than flesh and bone
Can't you see your something beautiful
Yeah, you gotta believe, you gotta believe
He wants you to see,
He wants you to see that
You're not just some wandering soul
That can't be seen and can't be known
You gotta believe, you gotta believe
That you are someone worth dying for

You're someone worth dying for
Someone worth dying for

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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