I find myself thinking about the disciples this Sunday morning. Palm Sunday morning. Imagine it… Jesus riding into Jerusalem on a donkey, aligning with the prophecy the disciples had read about in Zechariah since they were children. Picture the crowds shouting Hosanna, Hosana! Hailing their Lord, master, teacher, savior and Messiah as King. What a sight. What sounds. Imagine it all. The hope. The love. The excitement. Imagine the joy.
Then imagine it all crashing down a mere week later. The disciples’ expectations shattered. Their hearts broken. Their circle betrayed. Their beloved friend, teacher and King… crucified. Dead. Buried. Tucked away in a tomb, leaving them with little to do but to try to grieve, pick up the pieces of their lives, and process all that had happened.
Hidden away, mourning, their worlds were turned upside down in an instant.
It’s easy for us to think we would’ve seen it more clearly. That we would’ve understood everything Jesus had said and everything he was doing. And yet when crisis strikes us, what do we tend to do? Hide away. Mourn what’s been lost, focusing on the world that’s been turned upside down rather than the God who did the turning. Rather than waiting on Him to fulfill His plan, in His timing, in His way.
This Sunday morning, Palm Sunday, I’d encourage you to read the story of the disciples during Jesus’ betrayal, death and resurrection. Pay attention to how they responded to crisis and shattered expectations. Pay attention to your own heart, and how it’s responding to the shattered expectations of 2020 and beyond. Do we want the rest of 2020 to be ruled by expectations? Or faith?
Because I’ll tell you, my friends… faith will get us through all of this and so much more. Expectations? Expectations will only hold us back, draw our gaze, and risk us missing all our Heavenly Father is doing in our midst.
Look for His moving this week. Look for what He’s doing. Be where He’s at. Respond where He calls. And just see how much more exciting, how much more enthralling the days and weeks ahead will be.
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Thank you Pastor Kenny. He Lives🌿✝️