Passion Week

Palm tree leaves. Close up.

 

This past Sunday was Palm Sunday.  It was the day we celebrate Jesus entry into Jerusalem with crowds crying out to Him for salvation and deliverance.

The next day the large crowd that had come to the feast heard that Jesus was coming to Jerusalem. So they took branches of palm trees and went out to meet him, crying out, “Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord, even the King of Israel!” And Jesus found a young donkey and sat on it, just as it is written,
“Fear not, daughter of Zion;
behold, your king is coming,
sitting on a donkey’s colt!”

John 12:12 – 15

 

Over the course of the week Jesus and His disciples would minister and witness, serve and speak to God’s chosen people in Jerusalem.  By Thursday night one of Jesus’ disciples would betray him and on Friday the disciples would find their master and rabbi tried, beaten and crucified.

This had to be a low point for the followers of Jesus.  I know I’ve often found myself in a place where things felt like they were at the end of the story.  I felt like there was little hope …

But God!

God exchanged the holiness of His righteous Son, Jesus for my iniquity and rebellion.

God delivered me from death to life.

God raised up dry bones and spoke His breath into them that I might live again.

God raised His Son from death and seated Him at His right hand!

Those horrible hours of loss; that sense of failure and defeat were not the end of the story.  Jesus was alive and active even as His body lay dead.  He went and preached repentance to those who had been faithful and who trusted God’s promises.

When they went on the third morning of His death they found that He was not in the tomb.  What a beautiful ending to that story.  It wasn’t His death but the defeat of spiritual death that was written as Jesus hung on the cross and gave up His life.

There are pains and losses in this life, to be sure, but they are nothing to match the hope of glory that we have in Jesus, God’s Messiah, His Promised One.

It took from Friday afternoon until Sunday morning and all His followers had to wait in pain and loss and fear and uncertainty but God was not dead, He was alive and at work.

We may seldom know anything God’s doing and yet He is always at work, reconciling His creation to Himself for the glory of His name and the benefit and blessing of His creation.  Just because we have to wait during one of those seasons we should not lose hope; God is faithful!  Nothing delays Him.  His timing is absolute and perfect.

God does not seek our counsel for what He does or when He does it nor does He deign to tell us what He’s doing.  He is not obligated to us.  We are the servants, the creatures and He is the Creator.  It is to our great joy and benefit that He loves us so much that He chose to redeem us from our rebellion.

Don’t fall apart in those times of waiting on the Lord’s timing.  Trust Him, believe Him, reflect His glory through praising Him and watch as He delights in showing off His great glory in your life.