I hadn’t really given much thought to how hard this week would be.
But, it makes the gifts of Christmas pale in comparison to the magnitude of its significance.
Palm Sunday, just passed, was the day of Jesus triumphal entry into Jerusalem. The redeemer come for his people.
They didn’t want Him, though. Sure they cried out “Hosanna” as he rode into town and certainly they laid their garments on the road, but the “save us” they cried out was as our preacher called it “for a conqueror, not a redeemer.”
The Jews missed it. The Pharisees condemned it.
I so don’t want Jesus to have to say that about me.
I want to proclaim Him as redeemer and Lord.
And, this Easter week, I want to spend time with Him. Thanking Him for His sacrifice. Loving Him because He loved me first. Understanding what Good Friday was for Him and is to me.
So, I am being quiet again. And I am listening again. And, I hear Him.
How do you say thank you for such a gift as this.