Some Palm Sunday thoughts…
A white horse is the steed of a conquerer, ridden by those who forced surrender by the violent edge of sword. Jesus didn’t enter Jerusalem as a conquerer.
The King of Kings entered into His city riding on a donkey.
A donkey - a beast of service. And not only that, a donkey’s foal. An unbroken beast of burden. Impossible!
But the beast knew. It knew its Creator. And it rejoiced.
The Way of Jesus is never the sword, but of service born of love.
In Christ’s matchless service, He is reconciling His Creation to Himself, so much so that even if Man, created in the Imago Dei - given a portion of God’s own nature - refused to cry out in reception, even the very rocks would declare the coming of the Servant King!
"Hosanna! Hosanna! Blessed is He who comes in the Name of The Lord!"
+++ Peace be with you all today. :)