This is it. Today is the last day before the beginning of Holy Week. Tomorrow Jesus enters into Jerusalem for the last time on a donkey.
King of Heaven, Son of Man, All Mighty God, Holy Savior. On a donkey.
Jesus was about to be betrayed, handed over, scourged, spat at, stripped, humiliated, and crucified. He knew the pain his mother would go through watching him. He knew he would die an incredibly painful death. And he entered into it willingly on a donkey.
Do you know anyone like that? Do you know anyone who would walk willingly into a city and die for the people who torture and crucify him? Would your brother or sister, mom or dad, best friend, boyfriend, English professor, next door neighbor, grandmother or grandfather do that? Would you?
Even if you'd like to think so, probably not.
That's why Jesus is our Savior and we don't save ourselves. We'd just mess it up. He didn't. He rode humbly into Jerusalem after three years of preaching to the people, trying to lead them to the Father, trying to teach them about Love and Grace and Faith. And after three years, they're still shouting for him to be killed.
So naturally, Jesus got angry and upset and screamed back at them that he had given them everything and they were being stupid. He told them he was so frustrated with them because they never listened. Eventually, he just decided to give up on them and told them point blank that they were not worth it.
Actually, Jesus didn't do anything like that.
He died for us.
Today ask the Lord for patience, peace, and understanding. When you're able to understand the gravity of His Sacrifice, that's when your Lent is over. And we're almost there.
Have a patient, humble day