Tomorrow is called Palm Sunday. The Sunday before a crucifixion. A Sunday with palms and praises and prospects.
There is so much to this simple story that would cause us to remember the day of palm waving.
As the Christian community gathers in their church houses and hear sermons about the one called Jesus riding into Jerusalem on a donkey colt, some may wave palm branches, some may wave away their boredom, some may wave at their friends, and some may wave away thoughts of even getting out of bed.
But the implications to the Jewish nation at the time of Christ were huge. The details of the story are told in all four of the gospels because they were important to a nation looking for a messiah, someone to save them from the tyranny of Rome, the cruelty of soldiers, the hopelessness of living without freedom.
The were looking for a king.
Today, in our our world, in our nation, in our hearts we are still looking for a king. Someone to make things better. Someone to relieve our poverty. Someone to raise our salaries. Someone to give us what we want. Someone to promise a future.
No matter our nationality, our affiliation, our political persuasion, we want someone to come and save us, someone who will rescue us and show us the way.
There was Someone on that Palm Sunday a couple thousand years ago. He came bringing peace. He offered love. He was their hope.
But He didn’t fit the criteria of a king. He was not the one they really wanted though He was the only One they desperately needed.
The One we are looking for is still Jesus. He is the hope of all nations. He is the answer for our country. He is the rescuer of our families. He. Is. The. One. We. Need.
Wave the palms branches. Lift your voice in praise. Shout hosanna because blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord.
The King has come to save us.