In 2022, I had the sacred opportunity to join a pilgrimage to Israel, led by Bishop Devadhar, who is now with the Lord. There was a moment during that journey that still lives in my heart. We were walking down a concrete path in the Kidron Valley, approaching the Old City of Jerusalem. It wasn’t a dusty road, and there were no palm branches or shouting crowds. But I paused for a moment, closed my eyes, and used my imagination to step into the story. I pictured Jesus riding a donkey down this very path. I imagined the people shouting, “Hosanna! Blessed is the King who comes in the name of the Lord!” I imagined the joyful parade—but I also imagined Jesus’ face. Not just smiling, but weeping.
Rejoicing
Jesus deliberately planned his procession into Jerusalem. Luke 9:51 says, “As the time approached when Jesus was to be taken up into heaven, he determined to go to Jerusalem” (CEB). He carefully planned how he would enter the city. He gave two disciples a task, asking them to bring a colt. Why? What is he doing? Why does he want a ride into Jerusalem on a donkey? Jesus had never done anything like this before.
The people welcomed their king. They laid down their cloaks, waved palm branches, and shouted, “Hosanna! Blessings on the King who comes in the name of the Lord. Peace in heaven and glory in the highest heavens!” Their hearts were filled with laughter, their mouths with songs of joy. Likewise, when we receive Jesus as our King, our hearts are filled with joy.
FIRE. God of Abraham, God of Isaac, God of Jacob, not of philosophers and scholars. Certitude, heartfelt joy, peace. God of Jesus Christ. God of Jesus Christ. “My God and your God.” . . . Joy, Joy, Joy, tears of joy. . . Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ. May I never be separated from him!”
Each of us has a unique story of receiving Christ—some gradual, some radical. But every true conversion shares something in common: a sense of freedom from guilt, a sense of joy, purpose, and the feeling of finally being home. So we join the crowd and cry out in rejoicing: “Hosanna!”
Weeping
But then, as Jesus approached Jerusalem, he wept. It seemed the people were finally recognizing and welcoming their King—so why the tears?
Cleansing
Rejoicing. Weeping. Then, cleansing.
How does Jesus cleanse the temple? By
destroying His own body. He didn’t pour out judgment on the people—He bore it in himself. When Jesus made a
whip, he would later take the whip upon his own back. When he overturned the
tables, he would allow his own body to be torn down. By His death and
resurrection, Jesus cleanses the temple of our lives and makes our hearts new.
Jesus is our Wounded Healer. In one of the Talmud stories, Rabbi Yoshua ben
Levi came upon Elijah the prophet… He asked Elijah, “When will the Messiah
come?” Elijah replied, “Go and ask him yourself.” “Where is he?” “Sitting at
the gates of the city.” “How shall I know him?” “He is sitting among the poor
covered with wounds. The others unbind all their wounds at the same time and
then bind them up again. But he unbinds one at a time and binds it up again,
saying to himself, ‘Perhaps I shall be needed: if so I must always be ready so
as not to delay for a moment.’[2] In this story the Messiah, the Wounded
Healer, is sitting among the poor, binding his wounds one at a time, so he can look after his own pain and suffering, and
at the same time, he can be prepared to heal the wounds of others, while the
others are preoccupied with their own wounds and problems.
Jesus is that Wounded Healer. He is among the poor and broken, healing others
even as he himself suffers. And as Scripture declares, “By his wounds we are
healed” (Isaiah 53:5).
Jesus Is Coming
Jesus made his triumphant entry into
Jerusalem—rejoicing.
Jesus wept over Jerusalem—weeping over their hardened hearts.
Jesus cleansed the temple—their hearts—by offering up his own body.
This is the path Jesus walked. And this is the pattern we are called to live—until the day he comes again: Rejoicing. Weeping. Cleansing.
Christ has come. Christ will come again. And one day, by God’s grace, we will
stand among a multitude no one can count—from China, Philippines, France, USA,
Korea, and every nation, tribe, and tongue—cleansed by Christ, with palm
branches in our hands, singing praise to the Lamb, “Hosanna in the highest!”
Until then, may we rejoice in the God of our salvation. May we weep over what
is broken and what God himself weeps over. May we seek to cleanse, to heal, to
restore—beginning with our own hearts. And most of all, may we always be ready
to welcome our King, saying: “Maranatha! Come, Lord Jesus!” Amen.
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