Glory to the King

After Jesus had said this, He went on ahead, going up to Jerusalem. As He approached Bethpage and Bethany at the hill called the Mount of Olives, He sent two of His disciples, saying to them, 'Go to the village ahead of you, and as you enter it, you will find a colt tied there, which no one has ridden. Untie it and bring it here, if anyone asks you, Wh are you untying it? Tell them, The Lord needs it." Those who were sent ahead went and found it just as He had told them. As they were untying the colt, its owner asked them, 'what are you untying the colt?' They replied, 'The Lord needs it.'
They brought it to Jesus, and threw their cloaks on the colt and put Jesus on it. As He went along, people spread out their cloaks on the road.
When He came near the place where the road goes down the Mount of Olives, the whole crowd of disciples began joyfully to praise God in loud voices for all the miracles they had seen:
'Blessed is the king who comes in the name of the Lord! Peace in heaven and glory in the highest!'
Some of the Pharisees in the crowd said, 'Teacher rebuke your disciples!'
'I tell you,' He replied, 'if they kept quiet, the stones will cry out!' Luke 19:28-40

Jesus had been avoiding this time but now it was right. The disciples and the people wanted Him to be pronounced King. Jesus knew why He had come. The disciples wanted a King, and so did the people. Their interpretation of scripture about Jesus was He would come as a King. This is the second coming. The first coming was as a sheep to be slain for the sins of many. All the scriptures relating to the lamb that was slain was overlooked.

Jesus knew this demonstration would incite the Pharisee's hatred even more. As we see here they tell Him to rebuke them. His reply identifies that the whole earth was aware of the One who had come and rejoiced, yet the blind Pharisees saw Him as a threat. How sad!

Now, we can truely rejoice as we know Him as Saviour and Lord! Amen!

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