Palm Sunday

It snuck up on me again.

Palm Sunday and the Easter Celebration that is near.

Today is Palm Sunday.

I have recently been a bystander.

I've been watching from the crowd, from a distance.

I've seen God at work and have admired His 

movement in people, circumstances, and 

sometimes in my heart.

As of late, however, I haven't really 

acted on it.  The desire to join Christ 

at work has not really been there.

Today I read, and heard scripture about Christ's entry into

Jerusalem.  He was riding a donkey and weeping.

The people were shouting Hosanna and were

ready to welcome Him as their King.

The disciples brought a donkey and laid their coats on it and He

sat on the coats.

Most of the crowd spread their coats in the road.

Christ did not ask for them to lie down their coats for Him.

What was this showing?

I am gathering that they were preparing the way for royalty.

If someone nationally known was coming to my house I 

suppose I would sweep the sidewalk to my door, clear 

out the entryway, and prepare a bit.

The rather handsome speaker this morning . . . 

wasn't wearing this but he did have the same heart when 

he spoke.

He mentioned Christ's triumphant entry into my heart.

That is what I want.

I am ready to find those coats to lie down, 

to be at the celebration,

to watch Christ enter

triumphantly.

Favorite thing

Watching people "in their groove"

doing exactly what God created them to do,

to see the joy on their faces, acknowledgement 

of God's hand at work.

I see this especially in Peach, the drummer Sunday mornings.