Greetings
Dear Reader,
I will take
a break from my series on My
Prayer List for My Children to observe Holy Week. Today is Palm Sunday. I always wonder what it must have been
like. I always wish to be there hailing
Christ as he makes his entry into Jerusalem.
I want to be part of that moment but I do not want to pay the price for
being part of that moment.
To be a part
of that would make me a part of the rest of it.
I would have to be a part of the change.
I would have to run when he was arrested. I would have to deny him. I would have to betray him. What happened had to happen for us to know redemption
from out sin.
I wonder
often if any of the shepherds who were in Bethlehem for the birth were in
Jerusalem for Passover when Christ was crucified. Did they hear about it and remember? I wonder about those healed and fed and their
reaction to the death of Christ. As we
remember the triumphant entry into Jerusalem we must also remember that he
rides to his death. The week will unfold
into blood and horror. It will end well
but for now we must walk through the steps.
We must remember that these things matter.
The King
rides into the city named the “teaching of peace” where he will be treated with
violence. He could destroy them all with
a thought. He could end it all and leave
us to our destruction. He instead will
hold his peace and die for us; for me.
The journey of Holy Week begins with the peaceful arrival of the King of
Peace to the City of Peace. What a
beautiful thing it is.
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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