04/13/2025
𝓜𝓬𝓓𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝔂. 💛
Today we remember Palm Sunday—the day Jesus rode into Jerusalem, not on a mighty warhorse, but on a young, untrained donkey. A c**t that had never been ridden.
It’s easy to overlook the significance of that detail. But think about it: the King of Kings, the Son of God, chose to humble Himself to ride a stubborn, unpredictable, untrained animal. He didn’t demand perfection or ease. He chose the lowly.
That donkey is a picture of us—unpolished, stubborn at times, not always ready or obedient. And yet, Jesus still chose to use it. Just as He chooses us.
He entered the city to shouts of “Hosanna!”—a cry of praise and hope. But those same voices would soon change. “Crucify Him!” would echo through the streets just days later. Jesus lived the ultimate betrayal.
And the truth is… we are the ones who did that to Him. Our sin, our failures—He bore it all. Yet He still chose us. And He still went to the cross.
So as we remember Palm Sunday, let us not just wave the branches, but carry the weight of His love. A love that chose the cross. A love that calls us to do the same—to love, forgive, and pray for those who mistreat or persecute us.
If Jesus could ride a stubborn donkey into His purpose, He can surely use even us to carry His light.
Hosanna in the highest. 🌿🕊️
📸: Samantha Dawn - Equine Photography