Preached by Michael Cheuk, April 1, 2007
Sixth Sunday in Lent, Palm/Passion Sunday, Year C
Luke 19:28-40 28 After Jesus had said this, he went on ahead, going up to Jerusalem. 29 As he approached Bethphage and Bethany at the hill called the Mount of Olives, he sent two of his disciples, saying to them, 30 “Go to the village ahead of you, and as you enter it, you will find a colt tied there, which no one has ever ridden. Untie it and bring it here. 31 If anyone asks you, ‘Why are you untying it?’ tell him, ‘The Lord needs it.’” 32 Those who were sent ahead went and found it just as he had told them. 33 As they were untying the colt, its owners asked them, “Why are you untying the colt?” 34 They replied, “The Lord needs it.” 35 They brought it to Jesus, threw their cloaks on the colt and put Jesus on it. 36 As he went along, people spread their cloaks on the road. 37 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: 38 “Blessed is the king who comes in the name of the Lord!” “Peace in heaven and glory in the highest!” 39 Some of the Pharisees in the crowd said to Jesus, “Teacher, rebuke your disciples!” 40 “I tell you,” he replied, “if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.”
It must have been quite a sight, Jesus’ entry into Jerusalem that Sunday. From the images that have been burned into most of our memories from movies and Easter pageants, we envision Jesus coming in as a conquering hero, with crowds lining the road into Jerusalem waving palm branches, laying down coats along the path, singing, chanting, shouting, “Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!” Can we imagine the excitement? For some of us, it conjures up memories of our troops coming home victorious after World War II, showered with ticker tape and the shouts of street-lined crowds. It was somewhat like that at Jesus’ entry into Jerusalem. And as he entered the gates and made his way deeper into the city, more and more people jumped on the bandwagon to cheer him on, to follow Jesus, to be a part of history in the making. It must have been quite a sight.
But not everyone was excited. The Pharisees and the powerful leaders of the Jews were less than thrilled. “Stupid crowds,” they thought, “don’t they know that Roman officials and soldiers are all over the city this week?” Each year when the crowds thronged to Jerusalem for the Passover, inevitably there were insurrection attempts. It was almost as if remembering the liberation from Egypt made some people hunger for liberation from the Romans. So every year around Passover, Rome would send extra troops into Jerusalem, and they would parade into the city with their stallions and chariots, followed by legions of heavily armored soldiers–waves and waves of them, with their spears and swords. It was a not-so-subtle reminder by the occupying force to show who was really in charge.
But could the folks in the crowd take the hint? No! Here they were shouting: “Blessed is the king who comes in the name of the Lord!” They all knew that there was only one king, one Caesar. But they didn’t care, and that made Rome very nervous. Like “Bloody Sunday,” when 600 civil rights workers marched out of Selma, AL on March 7, 1965, this was a powder keg waiting to explode. Read the rest of this entry »
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