Palm Sunday (Luke 19:28-48)

It’s the start of Holy Week. I almost cannot believe it! 1 week left.

I am sad, happy, nervous, and eager all at the same time.

I have a goal to reach…and it’s almost over.

Today is Palm Sunday. This is the Sunday Christians all around the world choose to celebrate the day Jesus officially entered Jerusalem on a colt so God’s Will could be made complete.

It was a grand entrance. One we would not think Jesus would appreciate…but this time he did…even helped put it together.

In this latter part of his ministry, Jesus made the decision to make his way back toward Jerusalem…knowing his fate.

Death on a cross…
Even as a guiltless man.

Now the time had come. He was at the entrance of the city. Once again, he did not back down.

After 3 years of miracles, teachings, and relationships, Jesus had many more followers than just his 12 disciples. These followers were excited to see him…and He allowed them to give Him the proper Glory the Son of God deserves. People had olive branches and other materials and they laid them in front of the procession to honor their Savior.

Christ rode into town on an new colt…not even a used one.

I like that.
Jesus had style.

I’ve heard people say that this story does not show His humility…that it seems self righteous.

I disagree… I can’t think of anything more humbling than choosing to enter into a city, knowing that in this place, you will face death and betrayal by your friends.

I would have passed on the parade…and the new car…and stayed at home.

Here is how the Gospel of Luke described the event:

After saying these things, Jesus headed straight up to Jerusalem. When he got near Bethphage and Bethany at the mountain called Olives, he sent off two of the disciples with instructions: “Go to the village across from you. As soon as you enter, you’ll find a colt tethered, one that has never been ridden. Untie it and bring it. If anyone says anything, asks, ‘What are you doing?’ say, ‘His Master needs him.'”

The two left and found it just as he said. As they were untying the colt, its owners said, “What are you doing untying the colt?”

They said, “His Master needs him.”

They brought the colt to Jesus. Then, throwing their coats on its back, they helped Jesus get on. As he rode, the people gave him a grand welcome, throwing their coats on the street.

Right at the crest, where Mount Olives begins its descent, the whole crowd of disciples burst into enthusiastic praise over all the mighty works they had witnessed:

Blessed is he who comes,
the king in God’s name!
All’s well in heaven!
Glory in the high places!

Some Pharisees from the crowd told him, “Teacher, get your disciples under control!”

But he said, “If they kept quiet, the stones would do it for them, shouting praise.”

When the city came into view, he wept over it. “If you had only recognized this day, and everything that was good for you! But now it’s too late. In the days ahead your enemies are going to bring up their heavy artillery and surround you, pressing in from every side. They’ll smash you and your babies on the pavement. Not one stone will be left intact. All this because you didn’t recognize and welcome God’s personal visit.”

Going into the Temple he began to throw out everyone who had set up shop, selling everything and anything. He said, “It’s written in Scripture,

My house is a house of prayer;
You have turned it into a religious

From then on he taught each day in the Temple. The high priests, religion scholars, and the leaders of the people were trying their best to find a way to get rid of him. But with the people hanging on every word he spoke, they couldn’t come up with anything.

Jesus was both determined and compassionate.

During his entrance, Jesus wept for the city and his people’s future. It was going to be a difficult journey….but one that is endurable with God.

He even taught at the temple each day regardless of the threats against his life. His mission of peace could not be deterred.

How are we glorifying Christ this week?
How are we laying down palm branches before his feet in how we worship him during our daily life?

How are we waking alongside Him this week…as we all walk toward Friday Night?

Will you be deterred?



So… it finally happened.

I went to jail!

It was a crazy past week. I knew something like this would happen.

And it did!

My friend, Robert, was arrested and went to jail for trespassing early this week. (The same crime I got a warning for on Monday), but he found himself in the Bexar County Jail.

With a $1000 Bail.

Huge bummer. He has to stay there until his hearing.

Then it turns to me…

After Church…I went to visit Robert in jail. I had to go to jail.

I needed to go…he could have been me.


Going to jail…even visiting is a scary site.

Hopefully,  I will never have to go in a cop car!

Did I have you fooled?
It’s April 1st.

(But seriously…Robert is stuck there. The good news is that his liver can lay off the Vodka! Pray for him. I can’t wait to see him again.)