Welcome Home to God

I'm still thinking about last Sunday.  We call it Palm Sunday.

 

The parade went on as planned but it failed to capture the real meaning of the Christ event.  The folks sang and danced and celebrated and, all in all, had a great time.  At Sundown, they reflected on the great day they had had; He reflected upon the upcoming week where He would be pierced through for our transgressions, crushed for our iniquities, and chastened for our well-being (Is. 53:5).  What a day.

    

Getting the biggest picture possible is always a great idea.  Snapshots can fall short in communicating the whole story of an event. Truth be known, Jesus did not come to town this day to be the grand Marshall at a parade.  He came to town because His destiny went through Jerusalem and on to a hill called, "Calvary."

    

Redemption is not accomplished through a parade.  Redemption is accomplished when one qualified to do so, has placed on Him the iniquity of everybody else and is scourged so that the guilty are healed and the prodigals can return to God. 

           

So it was that the parade became the introit to a crushing process that put Jesus to grief and ultimately death.  It was not pretty.  It was very ugly.  Yet, in the upside down world of God the ugly was very beautiful.  Out of suffering, dying and death came one who bore or griefs, carried our sorrows, and was pierced through for our transgressions. 

"Ho! Every one who thirsts come to the waters;

and you who have no money come, buy and eat.

Come, by wine and milk without money and without cost"

-- Isaiah 55:1