You know how we love giving people regal titles – King James, King of Pop, The King of Rock and Roll? But have you ever wondered what unfolds when the true King of kings graces our midst? That’s the intriguing exploration we’re diving into today.
Imagine the scene – Israel’s anticipation culminates as the long-awaited King sets foot in the city. This iconic moment, chronicled across Matthew 21, Mark 11, Luke 19, and John 12, marks a significant pinnacle in the Gospels. Think of it as the crescendo after Luke 9:51, when Jesus determinedly headed for Jerusalem.
This isn’t just a story; it’s a glimpse into the journey, worship, and pushback surrounding the King.
Starting off in the arid terrain of Jericho, Jesus embarks on an ascent to the Mount of Olives. This path mirrors His incarnation and resurrection, drawing parallels between His earthly life and His triumphant return.
Picture this – instead of the usual pomp and circumstance, Jesus enters Jerusalem mounted on a simple donkey. The expected symbols of victory are replaced by a humble procession, a motley crew singing praises. His power is symbolized not by grandeur, but by humility.
As He rides, the crowd blankets the road with garments, celebrating with voices lifted. The air resonates with their adoration, echoing Psalms that pilgrims once sang on their way to Jerusalem. “Blessings on the King who comes in the name of the Lord!” they chant. It’s worth noting, this isn’t coerced worship; it’s a heartfelt response to encountering the King.
But, as with any seismic event, there are naysayers. Some Pharisees rebuke the jubilant crowd, fearful of the ramifications of this radical arrival. Their opposition stems from fear, power struggles, and identity preservation. Some may even have been okay with Jesus as a teacher, but accepting Him as King was another matter entirely.
So, what’s the takeaway? Our lives often seek a guiding figure, someone to follow wholeheartedly. But as Psalm 20:7 suggests, we’re not meant to place our trust in mere human power.
It’s a universal truth that our hearts remain restless until they find rest in something greater. As Saint Augustine penned, our true rest lies in God. This constant search for a savior in various guises ends in disappointment. History’s pages are filled with this tale.
And then, there’s Jesus. The King who didn’t conquer with military might, but with a cross. He dismantled sin and death with a profound gesture. Because of Him, we don’t need to search for a King anymore. Our King surrendered His life for us. King Jesus reigns supreme.
He doesn’t lord over us but invites us to find solace in His gentle sovereignty. Jesus offers an easy yoke for our burdens, promising rest for our souls. His kingdom isn’t of this world – it’s beyond the tangible.
This King redefines love. We’re called to love one another as He loves us. His commandment shapes His kingdom’s ethos – a love that testifies to the world.
All other “kings” pale in comparison. This King Jesus, who traversed the cross, the ultimate symbol of authority, reigns. The Gospel isn’t a mere guide; it’s an invitation to follow a King with the authority to transform lives.
The Kingdom He brings isn’t a list of rules but a radical way of love, rest, and grace. He beckons us to relinquish our burdens and follow His humble, gentle lead.
Tim Keller encapsulates it well – “The gospel is not about choosing to follow advice, it’s about being called to follow a King. Not just someone with the power and authority to tell you what needs to be done-but someone with the power and authority to do what needs to be done, and then to offer to you as good news.”
That’s why surrendering to Him is worth it. After all, Jesus, the King, laid down His life for you.