Quickly, before I away to bed, I wanted to share with you a link to The Rabbit Room (which I once mentioned before here) concerning The Holy Week.
Yes. The Holy Week is upon us. It is not yet midnight here where I sit in Texas, though it quickly approaches. Let's see if I can make it before the bell chimes.
Russ Ramsey, a pastor who seems to be a pretty interesting fellow, posted a devotional to keep in mind while we contemplate the greatness and the power that this week signifies. Today, being Palm Sunday. Ending in one week. The Resurrection Sunday. Easter.
Ah. Read the Rabbit Room post, and I encourage you every day to pray and look towards the Resurrection.
And while you're at it. Meditate alongside Andrew Peterson's album "Ressurrection Letters, Vol.2" Good stuff. "Hosanna", especially. I will post a video of that song soon.
Blessings, peace, love, and a good week of meditation,
xo jade (ha! and four minutes to spare!)
(See Matthew 21:1-11, Mark 11:1-11, Luke 19:28-44, John 12:9-19.)
When Jesus rode into Jerusalem perched up on a colt on Palm Sunday, it was the first time since raising Lazarus from the dead that He’d shown His face in the city. The story of Lazarus’ resurrection had circulated so that even those who only heard about it later regarded Jesus as a celebrity. Everyone wanted to catch a glimpse of Jesus. They went out to meet Him and received Him like a King, because they heard He had done this. (Jn 12:18)
Jesus said Lazarus’ death would end in the faith of many, and in the “glory of God—that the Son of God may be glorified through it.” (Jn 11:4) But the glory He had in mind was even more glorious than His triumphal entry into Jerusalem. In fact, He wasn’t referring to the glory these people gave Him at all. Lazarus’ resurrection would steel the resolve of the religious leaders to hand Jesus over to a death He would freely accept—a death He would conquer. That was the glory He meant. As He rode into Jerusalem, the people cried, “Your King is coming!” They praised His victory over Lazarus’ death. But the irony was that He wasn’t coming to claim His crown on account of Lazarus’ death and resurrection, but on account of His own.