The crowd was thick. They were lining the sides of the path to Jerusalem, straining their necks to get a glimpse of Him. The One who would save their people. This Jesus from Galilee was on His way to Jerusalem for the Passover celebration. He had performed so many miracles...this simple carpenter from Nazareth! Who would have thought it possible?
Here He comes!! He was riding on something...what was it? A donkey? Why didn't someone give Him a great steed to ride? This was almost embarrassing. The least they could do was make the path more comfortable. Some threw their cloaks down for the colt to walk on. Others began cutting palm limbs from the nearby trees. That was appropriate...palms were a symbol of victory, of triumph. This Jesus must be the Messiah to bring the Romans to their knees! Finally, they would be vindicated! Their countless years of torture and pain were coming to an end!
Here He is!! Nothing especially handsome to look at...but no matter...He had to be the Redeemer that God had promised so many years ago. They had been waiting for so long. Even though His demeanor was unassuming, surely He would get tough when it came time to fight.
They were so excited, they began to sing a song of praise, "Hosanna!!! Hosanna!! Blessed is he, who comes in the name of the Lord!" The people looked at each other and smiled with joy. Things would never be the same again.
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