a Triumphal Entry
One week before what we now call Easter, Jesus sent two of his disciples on a mission to acquire transportation (a donkey) for what was to be called, to this day, the Triumphal entry. Somehow Christ knew exactly where to find this creature. He knows everything. He knows exactly who you are and where you are, and what you are. He knows your name, your game, your pain, and yes, even what you wish you could forget, your shame- for it is true “all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God.” He knows if you are lazy as a sloth, crazy like a fox, or stubborn as a mule. He sent them for a donkey, a colt upon which never a man sat. A wild animal upon which he would be the first to ride. Not yet tamed by the heavy-handed tactics of man which result in it being what we commonly call “broken,” He tamed it with a touch.
The picture of Jesus meek and mild entering Jerusalem may have brought a smile to the faces of Centurions and battle-hardened legionnaires. The Romans invented the Triumphal Parade. The Romans knew how to put on a show and how to make an entrance. The Army itself would lead the way, with a display of military might that would make enemies tremble. It was a parade of pride and the power of Rome, horses dressed in armor, swords and spears, trumpets blaring and drums beating. Exotic wild animals were put on display, as well as jewels, gold and spices. Their defeated captives, followed in chains of iron along with the spoils of war.
Jesus, knew full well the spiritual nature of His Kingdom and Cross that awaited Him. Earthly kingdoms would rise and fall, but He would rise above it all and, not only be seated at the right hand of the Throne of God, but on the throne found within the hearts of millions who would put their faith in Him. “Lift up your heads, Oh ye gates, and the King of Glory shall come in.” -id