Matthew 21:1-7; Mark 11:1-7; Luke 19:29-35; John12:12-16
The morning had dawned clear and bright and Jesus told His disciples. “Today we will enter Jerusalem.”
As He led them toward the city gates, an amazing thing happened. The crowd around Jesus became bigger and bigger! Hundreds and thousands of people poured out of the city to welcome Him cheering and shouting. They called Him the Son of David; it was a welcome fit for a king!
Just outside Jerusalem there was a wooded hillside called the Mount of Olives. When Jesus reached this place He sent two of His disciples to get a donkey. When they brought it back to him Jesus rode into Jerusalem on the donkey. Many of the people tore palm branches off the nearby trees and waved the palms for Jesus.
The people saw Jesus as their king, one who might deliver them from the Romans, but Jesus was not that kind of king. That is why He rode into the city on a donkey, instead of a general’s stallion. He was trying to show the people that His was a mission of peace. He was the King riding a beast of burden. The people in Jesus’ kingdom are the burdened of this world. They are those who choose to come to Him and ask for help.
When Jesus entered Jerusalem, it seemed the whole city was shouting. “Hosanna to the Son of David!”
“Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!”
Others yelled. “This is the prophet Jesus, from Nazareth in Galilee!”
The religious leaders were not so happy, though. “You see,” They said to each other, “the whole world is following Him now.”
They grew especially angry when the people shouted. “Blessed is the King who comes in the name of the Lord!”
“Make them stop calling You that!” They shouted at Jesus.
He turned and stared at them. “If I did that, the very stones of Jerusalem would shout the same. You cannot stop them!”
As Jesus looked out over Jerusalem tears ran down His face. He was crying for Jerusalem, the City of David; the City of God.
“Oh! If only you could believe what you see today but you will become blind and your enemies will destroy you!”
Even as the people cheered Him, Jesus knew they would soon betray Him. He wept for the disaster their wrong choice would bring. He cried out of love for the very people who would soon scream for His death.
If you enjoyed this story, please support us by either blogging about it, or sharing it on facebook, twitter, or google+ using the share bar at the left of this window. We don’t charge for this service. God bless!