Palm Sunday

He sat on the donkey listening to the roars of the crowds up ahead. As they approached, the streets were overwhelming. One man spotted him and shouted, "Jesus is here!" The formally hectic crowd became pure insanity. As Jesus entered the market place, women waved palm branches and men surrendered their coats to the road. The Saviour cut though the crowd on the donkey looking at each individual. One woman in particular caught his glance. She was not rich, famous, or brilliant-just a women. But Jesus saw through her. Joyful tears ran down her face, not for show, but of the overflow of the heart. It was her long awaited Saviour. God was on earth. Suddenly, a shout came from the center of the chaos. "Teacher, rebuke your disciples!" Jesus looked around. With unsettled dust flying around, he looked at his followers. Sincere worship was on each of their faces. He knew what was ahead and that some would betray Him. He knew what the consequences would be. The 12 looked at him, longing for an answer. He faced the Pharisees and firmly said, "I tell you if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out." The religious leaders shrank away, each trying to blend into the crowd.

NOTE: This is purely fiction. Not meant to be historically accurate, just to portray the mood of the day.