Monday, March 25, 2013

Behold, He Comes

Rejoice, rejoice, people of Zion!
    Shout for joy, you people of Jerusalem!
    Look, your king is coming to you!
He comes triumphant and victorious,
    but humble and riding on a donkey—
    on a colt, the foal of a donkey.
~ Zechariah 9:9, GNT ~ 

I don't know about you, but for me, there is much emotion attached to Holy Week, the 7 days leading up to Easter.  It is hard to get my small human mind around all of the events encountered by a person who is fully God and fully man.  My heart aches as I contemplate a Savior who knowingly faced unjust abuse, betrayal and murder, yet walked straight into it for my sake.

At the beginning of the week, we celebrate Palm Sunday, the day that Jesus entered Jerusalem during Passover week on a donkey.  Crowds cheered Him and waved their national symbol of freedom, palm branches, excited to have him take the throne as prophesied.  The people had the expectation that Jesus would be their king, leading a successful overthrow of cruel Roman rule.  Instead, He came to rule their hearts and spirits, pointing them back to obedience, love and their Creator.  That, in part, is what turned the crowds against Him.

Meditating on that scenario, I have to ask myself several things...

Jesus comes lovingly, in peace, willing to knowingly enter my out-of-control life.  Will I welcome Him as the ruler of my life, my heart?

Are my expectations of Him distorted?   Am I demanding my own way when Jesus has an infinitely better plan than I?

Will I listen to His call to love, obedience and trust in the Father?

Will I turn my back on Jesus, betraying Him when he doesn't meet my convoluted expectations?

Life raising a child with special needs is a messy one.  Having 2 out of my 3 children facing such challenges, it's easy for me to fall into attitudes of self-pity and bitter entitlement.  It's easy to raise my hands in praise when everyone in the house is reasonably healthy, the school is cooperating, and friendship is going well.  But a true lover of Jesus welcomes the humble, peaceful Lord to the throne of their heart, expecting freedom, even when the medical bills are piling up, hospitalization looms and accommodations fail during the school day.

My prayer for you, as for me, is that we would come to know Him so deeply in the slivers of quiet we find that we have no other option than to shout "Hosanna!" and surrender to Christ's reign over every detail of our lives and emotions.

PRAY:  Jesus, you know I am disobedient, chaotic, wounded and you step right into my mess anyway.  The very least I owe You is all of my heart.  Grow me in ever-increasing measure into the type of follower who will always welcome You and submit to You.

~ Barb Dittrich
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