Twirly Dress and Palms

  Posted on   by   No comments

We grew up Catholic and I liked Palm Sunday because who wouldn’t want to twirl in a Spring dress and wave some Palm Branches as a kid.  And the best part was, we got to take those palms home.  As a child hearing the story of Palm Sunday, it seemed so exciting and joyous.

See, your king comes to you, righteous and victorious, lowly and riding on a donkey, on a colt, the foal of a donkey. Zechariah 9:9

But I am not a child anymore and as we learn it is important to understood the background of His triumphant entry.  The Israelites were very familiar with the Old Testament writings and this prophecy that Zechariah had written.  The news of this man Jesus was the moment they were hoping for.  The Israelites were people that always seemed to get the short end of the stick and a revolution was building in their hearts.  They wanted the freedom that this new ruler would bring.  However, Jesus wasn’t bringing the kind of political freedom they hoped for, but everlasting freedom.

“[Jesus] looked intently at the city and began to weep.” Luke 19:41

It was heavy on his heart that these people understood the truth and the peace He was going to bring one day.  I always think I would have known back then, understood that Jesus was the King of Kings and followed him completely.  I would have been different from those lining the streets that day.  But, I am just like those waving the branches hoping for the revolution in my life to begin my way.

Are we waiting for Jesus to set a revolution of our marriage, our fears, work issues, a health issue?  We are a culture of now and as things land on our plate, we want our prayers and worries heard and ready at the drive-through window.  What God really wants from us this Palm Sunday is to revolutionize our hearts.  Be open to the ways he is moving in our lives, maybe not on our time-table but most certainly on His.

He rode that lowly donkey, suffered as he walked to the cross and died so He could revolutionize us.  We celebrate this Easter and every so that one day we are allowed to be before His throne, wearing white robes (most likely a twirly dress for me) and celebrating waving palm branches in His honor (Revelation 7:9).

Happy Easter!
Danielle Zapchenk

Categories: Blog

Comments

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *