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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