A sermon for Palm Sunday, and beyond.”
On Palm Sunday we remember Christ’s triumphal entry into Jerusalem. We remember how he rode into the city on a donkey, and the crowds were waiting for him. They had heard about him. They loved him. They threw their coats on the ground, and spread their palms out on the road, and they cheered as he came in. They were looking for the Messiah and they were sure it was Him. And we are so, so close to Easter. We almost want to take this day as a warm-up, a celebration before the big celebration. We all know that something happens between Sundays. And the story isn’t as straightforward as it seems. Stories about Jesus seldom are.