Day 38
Reading: Matthew 21
I’m changing from the poetic books to certain passages pertaining to this holy week.
I love the drama that happens as Jesus comes into Jerusalem. You know the disciples are nervous. I’m sure they are face daily surprises by Jesus as they enter the final phase.
12Jesus entered the temple area and drove out all who were buying and selling there. He overturned the tables of the money changers and the benches of those selling doves. 13"It is written," he said to them, " 'My house will be called a house of prayer,'[e] but you are making it a 'den of robbers.'[f]"
14The blind and the lame came to him at the temple, and he healed them. 15But when the chief priests and the teachers of the law saw the wonderful things he did and the children shouting in the temple area, "Hosanna to the Son of David," they were indignant.
16"Do you hear what these children are saying?" they asked him.
"Yes," replied Jesus, "have you never read,
" 'From the lips of children and infants
you have ordained praise'[g]?"
17And he left them and went out of the city to Bethany, where he spent the night.
What a great day he had in Jerusalem, can you imagine his Twitter.
Went to Jerusalem, drove out the thieves from the temple, healed the sick, loved the children singing to me, got the leaders of Jerusalem po’d and went back to our hotel at Mary and Martha’s in Bethany.
That is how we read the bible sometimes and we miss the amazing color, smells, emotions and the “moment”.
The “moment” when he first launched forward toward the money changers and turned tables over, coins going everywhere. Do I ever get that “moment”, that righteous indignation?
The “moment” when the first sick guy came over and he was healed, his face, his voice, his smile, the tears. When was the last time you cried for what Jesus did for you? Do you miss that “moment”?
The “moment” the children began singing, “Hosanna”. Pure praise from little children to the God of the Universe in the flesh, right in front of you . . . its Jesus the Messiah. Their praise was precious, genuine, from the heart and totally deserved. What stops me from this kind of “moment” with God?
Lord, I want more “moments” like these. Create in my life a movement that always gravitates to you, to thank you, to praise you sincerely, to smile at you and to cry with you. One more “moment” Lord, one more “moment”.
Tonight, Miles Hildebrandt was born to Colleen and Ryan. I salute you Miles and I praise you Lord for this miracle.
By your birth Miles, you are praising Jesus saying, "Hosanna, Hosanna to the Highest!".
This is your moment!
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