Just try to picture what it would have been like to witness Jesus entering Jerusalem in Triumph; can you? Just picture it, the great King of Heaven riding into the city, people line His route and they shout:
Hosanna to the Son of David.
Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!
Hosanna in the highest!
And there He is; riding a donkey!
That is hardly the way a “normal” king would ride into His new capital…
…but Jesus is no “normal” King! His Kingdom is not of this world, He was entering the city not to conquer Rome but to conquer sin and death. The people were excited, the city was alive with anticipation, and the enemies of Jesus were no doubt quaking in their boots. Even though He was King of a heavenly kingdom, Jesus entered God’s city nevertheless, and the picture is even more important than it would have been if He rode a mighty steed with thousands of troops behind Him, for if that were His mission that day, it might well have been yet another great occasion that history has all but forgotten.
Truthfully, history has often tried to forget Jesus and His arrival in Jerusalem that day, but it just can’t, for the impact of what He would do there that week is with us still, two thousand years later. Jesus, the Great King was victorious in Jerusalem, even though it looked like He wasn’t. He was all-powerful, even though it didn’t look that way with Him riding a donkey. He utterly destroyed His Enemy there, even though it looked at first like the Enemy carried the battle.
In all honesty, Jesus completely confounded His critics and foes, for He was meek and mild, so different from the world of men; He didn’t play their game. He had a different agenda, and by that agenda you and I have hope all of these centuries later. My hope is that we all will take time this week to pause in awe of all that Jesus did for us in Jerusalem so long ago…