This Palm Sunday I was struck by the power behind this word. Hosanna is a cry meaning "save now, I beg you!" That this cry of desperation is also the cry of exultation the crowds shout, appropriating Psalm 118, as Jesus enters the city hit me.
Sunday night I went to the College and Career Connection at CCC with much stress. I am underemployed and finances are getting to a place of hopelessness. Yet, here I am to worship with a bunch of fiery brands for whom worship is a thing of righteous abandon. Hosanna became for me the cry of abandon it was for the crowd that day Jesus rode into town. Save me I beg! For you are the King! You are the one who owns the cattle on a thousand hills! You have all provision and can supply my family's every need! You are worthy to be king of my life! Blessed is the one who comes in the name of the Lord! Blessed is the Kingdom come! All of that is wrapped up in the cry Hosanna!
What a way to start Holy Week!
Chris...for some reason I saw this. Just want you to know it speaks for many in your same position. Hosanna indeed. God often waits until the eleventh
ReplyDeletehour because it just gives us a better glimpse that way...if who he really is. Look at the birds and the Lillies. They will testify. Thanks for your transparency.