Hosanna!

Palm Sunday is here! You know the story. Read the Message version:

See How Your King Comes

The next day the huge crowd that had arrived for the Feast heard that Jesus was entering Jerusalem. They broke off palm branches and went out to meet Him. And they cheered: “Hosanna! Blessed is He who comes in God’s name! Yes! The King of Israel!” Jesus got a young donkey and rode it, just as the Scripture has it: No fear, Daughter Zion: See how your king comes, riding a donkey’s colt.

The disciples didn’t notice the fulfillment of many Scriptures at the time, but after Jesus was glorified, they remembered that what was written about him matched what was done to Him. The crowd that had been with Him when He called Lazarus from the tomb, raising him from the dead, was there giving eyewitness accounts. It was because they had spread the word of this latest God-sign that the crowd swelled to a welcoming parade. The Pharisees took one look and threw up their hands: “It’s out of control. The world’s in a stampede after Him.” John 12:12-19 (MSG)

I love the word Hosanna. It’s powerful. It’s passionate. It’s more heartfelt than we realize sometimes. The word is interpreted with the words “save us,” a cry for salvation but it’s also a declaration of praise! Some might find it to be a mix that doesn’t easily mix but I think it mixes well.

Picture what it might look like! I see hands raised at “Hosanna.”

Raised hands represent celebration, surrender, and a reaching out to touch and be touched!

Hosanna, save us, blessed is He who comes!

I think it deserves a hand raising!

If you were drowning, you would raise and wave your hands to be rescued.

At a winning score by your favorite team, you raise your hands in celebration!

Same hands…

This Sunday, spend some time with your hands raised to the Lord!

He is the one who saves us! He is the One who deserves all praise!

HOSANNA!

God is good all the time!

Peder

I Love March Madness!

I love March Madness. The time when high school and college basketball tournaments are in full swing. It’s when I take Allison and Ethan for a day to the girls and boys state basketball tourney and dream about what it might be like for them to play in it one day. It’s when I fill out my brackets for the NCAA Men’s Tournament and try to predict who will win. I watch my brackets and catch the games I can.

I love tournaments because of the whole lose and you’re done, win and you get to play again situation. Some of the intensity is heavy. Emotions run high, inspiring plays make memories, and the experience of the smaller, lower-seeded team upsetting the bigger or favorite to win team is a blast. I love the underdog, Cinderella moment.

Trying to pick a winner

Imagine if we knew the outcome. What would it be like to know your favorite team is going to win?

Would you still watch?

I would. Especially if I knew my team was beating a rival team. I know I would enjoy the game with less anxiety if we fell behind because I knew it was going to turn around to my team’s favor anyway.

Isn’t that what the life of being a follower of Jesus is suppose to be like? I mean, we know that because God is for us, nothing can stand against us (Romans 8:31b-32)  and the good work God began in us He said He will take to its completion! Check that it’s GOOD work! (Phil. 1:6)

I can live this life like I don’t know about the victory. I can treat my friends and family like I need to trust no one and gain control of any possible outcomes that may come my way. Man, is that foolish on my part.

If I remain in my Abba Father God and He remains in me, I get to experience what David or Esther or Gideon or Joseph felt, to mention a few.

Remember the war is won in Christ Jesus and by His grace we get to be part of the victory with Him.

I just need to live like it. The people close to me would appreciate it for sure. :)

God is good ALL the time!

Peder

Waiting…

I’m sitting in the Dallas/Fort Worth Airport right now. I have about three hours before my flight to Memphis and then home to Minneapolis. I’m here so early because I was trying to get on an earlier flight home. I looked online and the possibilities to get a seat were good.

I’m not sure what happened but somewhere between looking online and arriving at the airport, all of the seats were filled with no chance of standby. I am so bummed. I love the idea of getting home earlier than planned. Instead I wait…and wait…and wait.

It’s not like I don’t get to go home. I will still get to go home and see my family, but I had built up some anticipation about the earlier homecoming.

I think it’s like that when God asks us to wait on Him. I don’t know about you but I love to have plans and have them work out they way I want, when I want. Yet my timing is not God’s timing. When the scripture says Wait for the LORD; be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD (Psalm 27:14), I always know it’s right and good but it sure can be hard to change my anticipated plans.

Every time I have forced the issue, every time I have taken matters into my own hands, I have been disappointed. God’s plans are always better than mine.

It’s not about getting home early; seeing my family earlier seems like nothing but upsides. It’s about trusting God even though I want something different than He has planned. It’s about trusting God even when things aren’t going my way.

It’s hard.

Yet still I wait because (this is the best part) my Abba Father is waiting with me and He is doing something in me while I wait. I believe it!

Take heart, my friends. Though the waiting isn’t fun, His plans are always worth it.

Peder