Category Archives: Easter
The Power of the Resurrection
The Resurrection and the Life
John 11:1-37
The British artist Edward Coley Burne-Jones began this painting in 1882 but he did not complete it until four years later. The scene depicts Mary Magdalene’s visit to the empty tomb, where she encounters the resurrected Christ, accompanied by two angels. The painting falls at the end of Burne-Jones’ Mantegnesque phase, and the regular horizontals and verticals and color strengthen the sad mood. The angels are making the ancient sign of adoration, of covering the mouth.
When the painting was first exhibited at the Grosvenor Gallery (London), it bore the quotation from John 20:14, “At this, she turned around and saw Jesus standing there, but she did not realize that it was Jesus.” This represents, as was the painter’s preference, the hiatus between an event and its effect—here, that of Mary’s sight of, and recognition of Christ.
After the death of Laura Lyttleton on Easter 1886, a young friend of whom the artist was particularly fond, Burne-Jones expressed his sorrow by inscribing a personal memorial in the left corner of this painting “In Memoriam L. L. Easter 1886” but this is not visible.
Invocation
Almighty God, who through your only-begotten Son Jesus Christ overcame death and opened to us the gate of everlasting life: Grant that we, who celebrate with joy the day of the Lord’s resurrection, may, by your life-giving Spirit, be delivered from sin and raised from death; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever. Amen.
Special Music – I Will Rise – Miriam Edele
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Call to Worship – Matthew 28:1-10
28 After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.
2 There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. 3 His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. 4 The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.
5 The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. 6 He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. 7 Then go quickly and tell his disciples: ‘He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.’ Now I have told you.”
8 So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. 9 Suddenly Jesus met them. “Greetings,” he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him. 10 Then Jesus said to them, “Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me.”
Christ the Lord is Risen Today
Christ the Lord is risen today, Alleluia! Earth and heaven in chorus say, Alleluia!
Raise your joys and triumphs high, Alleluia! Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply, Alleluia!
Love’s redeeming work is done, Alleluia! Fought the fight, the battle won, Alleluia!
Death in vain forbids him rise, Alleluia! Christ has opened paradise, Alleluia!
Lives again our glorious King, Alleluia! Where, O death, is now thy sting? Alleluia!
Once he died our souls to save, Alleluia! Where’s thy victory, boasting grave? Alleluia!
Soar we now where Christ has led, Alleluia! Following our exalted Head, Alleluia!
Made like him, like him we rise, Alleluia! Ours the cross, the grave, the skies, Alleluia!
Hail the Lord of earth and heaven, Alleluia! Praise to thee by both be given, Alleluia!
Thee we greet triumphant now, Alleluia! Hail the Resurrection, thou, Alleluia!
King of glory, soul of bliss, Alleluia! Everlasting life is this, Alleluia!
Thee to know, thy power to prove, Alleluia! Thus to sing, and thus to love, Alleluia!
Words: Charles Wesley (1739)
Music: Lyra Davidica
Children’s Sermon
Responsive Prayer for Easter
Glory to you, O God: on this day you won victory over death, raising Jesus from the grave and giving us eternal life.
Glory to you, O Christ: for us and for our salvation you overcame death and opened the gate to everlasting life.
Glory to you, O Holy Spirit: you lead us into the truth.
Glory to you, O Blessed Trinity, now and forever.
O Christ, in your resurrection, the heavens and the earth rejoice.
Alleluia!
By your resurrection you broke open the gates of hell, and destroyed sin and death.
Keep us victorious over sin.
By your resurrection you raised the dead, and brought us from death to life.
Guide us in the way of eternal life.
By your resurrection you confounded your guards and executioners and filled the disciples with joy.
Give us joy in your service.
By your resurrection you proclaimed good news to the women and apostles, and brought salvation to the whole world.
Direct our lives as your new creation.
God of mercy, we no longer look for Jesus among the dead, for he is alive and has become the Lord of life. From the waters of death you raise us with him and renew your gift of life within us.
Increase in our minds and hearts the risen life we share with Christ, and help us to grow as your people toward the fullness of eternal life with you, through Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever. Amen.
From the Book of Common Worship
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Death in His Grave
Although the earth cried out for blood, Satisfied her hunger was;
Billows calmed on raging seas For the souls of men she craved.
Sun and moon from balcony Turned their head in disbelief;
Precious Love would taste the sting, Disfigured and disdained.
On Friday a thief, on Sunday a King.
Laid down in grief but awoke with the keys
Of hell on that day, the first born of the slain:
The Man Jesus Christ laid death in His grave.
So three days in darkness slept The Morning Son of righteousness;
But rose to shame the throes of death, And overturn His rule.
Now daughters and the sons of men Would pay not their dues again;
The debt of blood they owed was rent When the day rolled anew.
On Friday a thief, on Sunday a King.
Laid down in grief but awoke with the keys
Of hell on that day, the first born of the slain:
The Man Jesus Christ laid death in His grave.
He has cheated hell and seated us above the fall.
In desperate places He paid our wages One time once for all.
On Friday a thief, on Sunday a King.
Laid down in grief but awoke with the keys
Of hell on that day, the first born of the slain:
The Man Jesus Christ laid death in His grave.
Words and Music: John Mark McMillan
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Scripture Reading
John 11:1-37
11 Now a man named Lazarus was sick. He was from Bethany, the village of Mary and her sister Martha. 2 (This Mary, whose brother Lazarus now lay sick, was the same one who poured perfume on the Lord and wiped his feet with her hair.)3 So the sisters sent word to Jesus, “Lord, the one you love is sick.”
4 When he heard this, Jesus said, “This sickness will not end in death. No, it is for God’s glory so that God’s Son may be glorified through it.” 5 Now Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus. 6 So when he heard that Lazarus was sick, he stayed where he was two more days, 7 and then he said to his disciples, “Let us go back to Judea.”
8 “But Rabbi,” they said, “a short while ago the Jews there tried to stone you, and yet you are going back?”
9 Jesus answered, “Are there not twelve hours of daylight? Anyone who walks in the daytime will not stumble, for they see by this world’s light. 10 It is when a person walks at night that they stumble, for they have no light.”
11 After he had said this, he went on to tell them, “Our friend Lazarus has fallen asleep; but I am going there to wake him up.”
12 His disciples replied, “Lord, if he sleeps, he will get better.” 13 Jesus had been speaking of his death, but his disciples thought he meant natural sleep.
14 So then he told them plainly, “Lazarus is dead, 15 and for your sake I am glad I was not there, so that you may believe. But let us go to him.”
16 Then Thomas (also known as Didymus[a]) said to the rest of the disciples, “Let us also go, that we may die with him.”
Jesus Comforts the Sisters of Lazarus
17 On his arrival, Jesus found that Lazarus had already been in the tomb for four days. 18 Now Bethany was less than two miles[b] from Jerusalem, 19 and many Jews had come to Martha and Mary to comfort them in the loss of their brother.20 When Martha heard that Jesus was coming, she went out to meet him, but Mary stayed at home.
21 “Lord,” Martha said to Jesus, “if you had been here, my brother would not have died. 22 But I know that even now God will give you whatever you ask.”
23 Jesus said to her, “Your brother will rise again.”
24 Martha answered, “I know he will rise again in the resurrection at the last day.”
25 Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die; 26 and whoever lives by believing in me will never die. Do you believe this?”
27 “Yes, Lord,” she replied, “I believe that you are the Messiah, the Son of God,who is to come into the world.”
28 After she had said this, she went back and called her sister Mary aside. “The Teacher is here,” she said, “and is asking for you.” 29 When Mary heard this, she got up quickly and went to him. 30 Now Jesus had not yet entered the village, but was still at the place where Martha had met him. 31 When the Jews who had been with Mary in the house, comforting her, noticed how quickly she got up and went out, they followed her, supposing she was going to the tomb to mourn there.
32 When Mary reached the place where Jesus was and saw him, she fell at his feet and said, “Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died.”
33 When Jesus saw her weeping, and the Jews who had come along with her also weeping, he was deeply moved in spirit and troubled. 34 “Where have you laid him?” he asked.
“Come and see, Lord,” they replied.
35 Jesus wept.
36 Then the Jews said, “See how he loved him!”
37 But some of them said, “Could not he who opened the eyes of the blind man have kept this man from dying?”
Sermon – The Resurrection and the Life – Dr. Jason R. McConnell
In Christ Alone
In Christ alone my hope is found, He is my light, my strength, my song.
This Cornerstone, this solid ground, Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace, When fears are stilled, when strivings cease.
My Comforter, my All in All, Here in the love of Christ I stand.
In Christ alone, who took on flesh, Fullness of God in helpless babe.
This gift of love and righteousness, Scorned by the ones He came to save;
‘Till on that cross as Jesus died the wrath of God was satisfied.
For every sin on Him was laid, Here in the death of Christ I live.
There in the ground His body lay, Light of the world by darkness slain.
Then bursting forth in glorious Day, Up from the grave He rose again.
And as He stands in victory, Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me
For I am His and He is mine, Bought with the precious blood of Christ.
No guilt in life, no fear in death: This is the power of Christ in me.
From life’s first cry to final breath, Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man can ever pluck me from His hand;
‘Til He returns or calls me home, Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand.
No power of hell, no scheme of man can ever pluck me from His hand;
‘Til He returns or calls me home, Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand.
Words and music: Stuart Townend & Keith Getty
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The Coronation of the King
John 12:12-19
On June 2, 1953, Elizabeth II was coronated as the new Queen of the United Kingdom, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, South Africa, Pakistan, and Sri Lanka. The 25-year-old princess ascended the throne upon the death of her father, George VI. The coronation ceremony was held at Westminster Abbey in London and it contained all the pomp and circumstance you would expect from British royalty.
The procession included foreign dignitaries and heads of state riding in stylish carriages. The first royal coach left Buckingham Palace and moved down the Mall, which was filled with flag-waving and cheering crowds. Along a route lined with sailors, soldiers, airmen and women from across the British Empire, guests and officials passed in a procession before about three million spectators gathered in the streets of London, some having camped overnight in their spot to ensure a view of the monarch. For those not present to witness the event, more than 200 microphones were stationed along the path and in Westminster Abbey, with 750 commentators broadcasting descriptions in 39 languages; more than twenty million viewers around the world watched the coverage on television.
Celebrations took place across the Commonwealth realms and a commemorative medal was issued. During the service, Elizabeth took an oath, was anointed with holy oil, invested with royal robes and regalia, and crowned Queen. The whole event was estimated to have cost £1.57 million (over 50 million in modern American dollars).
Jesus’ triumphal entry into Jerusalem was neither televised nor did it cost over 50 million dollars, but it did bear some resemblance to a royal coronation. On Palm Sunday, Jesus began a procession that led him all the way to Pontius Pilate’s palace, where he was crowned as the King of the Jews. Do you remember the story?
Jerusalem was buzzing with people! The city’s population swelled to over ten times its normal size as people came from all around to celebrate the Passover, Israel’s most prominent holiday. People bumped into each other on the narrow streets and as they tried to make their way through the busy marketplace. Local merchants tried to rip off the foreigners. Mothers and daughters hovered around fires preparing food while husbands and sons chose a lamb to sacrifice. Speaking of lambs, some estimate that there may have been 100,000 more lambs than usual in the city. All of this to celebrate Passover as they remembered how God delivered their ancestors from slavery in Egypt!
During the weeklong festival, Jerusalem was like an American shopping mall on Black Friday; too many people in one place preparing for the holidays!
This is the scene Jesus enters as he and his disciples left the village of Bethany and arrived in Jerusalem. Just a day earlier Mary anointed Jesus’ feet with expensive perfume, and now Jesus enters his beloved city for the last time before he would die.
The word of Jesus’ arrival must have traveled quickly. By the time he entered the outskirts of the city, thousands of people had gathered to welcome him. No doubt, most of the people who had gathered had heard about Jesus and his miracles. Those who had witnessed the raising of Lazarus in Bethany continued to spread the word throughout Jerusalem and the surrounding areas. Their witness contributed to the increase in Jesus’ popularity and prompted a huge crowd of people to go out and greet Jesus.
The crowds pulled palm branches off date trees and waved them as Jesus he entered the city. Palm branches had originally served as a symbol for righteousness, but they had become a popular symbol for Jewish nationalism. The Jews waved palm branches to show their patriotism the same way Americans fly red, white, and blue flags on Independence Day. They expected Jesus to be a great political leader and military messiah who would liberate Israel from Roman oppression. They were ready to coronate Jesus as their king and hope he was about to enter a golden age.
As the crowd proudly waved their palms, they shouted “Hosanna, Hosanna!” at the top of their lungs. This was a great Hebrew term that mean “save now.” The crowd was clamoring for Jesus to save them right now. Then they quoted Psalm 118 by saying “Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord. Blessed is the King of Israel.” This was a messianic phrase that insinuated that Jesus was from the line of David. They wanted Jesus to conquer the same way David did.
But little did they know how sorely they would be disappointed. Jesus was indeed the king of Israel; in fact, he was the king of kings, but he was not the kind of king they were expecting. Jesus makes this clear in his choice of animal for his coronation. He did not choose a war horse to rouse the patriotism of the crowd, but he chose a donkey. In Jewish culture, donkeys were symbols of peace and gentleness. Jesus chose to present himself as a king of peace and humility rather than pride and power. This was a fulfillment of Zechariah’s prophecy given hundreds of years earlier. In Zechariah 9:9, the Messiah is characterized as a leader of peace and gentleness. Even his disciples did not fully understand the significance of his riding a donkey until after Jesus had been glorified.
When the Pharisees saw what was happening, they expressed their exacerbation with the hyperbolic remark “the whole world has gone after him.” It seemed as if their attempts to muffle Jesus’ ministry was backfiring; despite of their efforts, his popularity was growing.
Jesus’ triumphal entry was the climax of his public ministry. It was the pinnacle of his earthly popularity. But it was one of the most misunderstood events of his life. The crowd assumed that Jesus and his movement would serve their agenda, but Jesus’ failure to satisfy their expectations lead to a cry for crucifixion a week later. They sang “Hosanna, Hosanna!” on Palm Sunday, but they shouted “Crucify! Crucify!” on Good Friday.
Unfortunately, many people treat Jesus the same way today! It is easy to get excited about Jesus when we think he is going to give us what we want, but it is just as easy to turn our backs on him when he disappoints us. We love to pray to Jesus when we or a loved one is sick, but if Jesus doesn’t heal, we don’t want to pray anymore. We are quick to serve Jesus when we think he supports our pet agendas, but we want nothing to do with him when we discover that his plans are different from our plans.
Contrary to popular belief, Jesus doesn’t meet all of our personal expectations! But Jesus isn’t the problem; we are! Has Jesus ever broken any of your expectations? Has he ever disappointed you? How did you respond?
Jesus’ actions at the triumphal entry show what kind of king he is and isn’t! Palm Sunday shows us that Jesus’ kingship is not a political or military in nature. Jesus is no one’s political puppet or military messiah; King Jesus is a humble savior who sacrificed his own life for the salvation for our souls!
1.) Jesus is not a political king!
Just as Jesus did not serve the crowd’s political interests at the triumphal entry, he does not serve our political interests today. The crowd was convinced that Jesus would be a Messiah who would grant them political freedom from Rome, but Jesus was not interested in leading a political advocacy group.
Many people today are just like this crowd of old. They try to make Jesus their political advocate. We see this in every election cycle. I heard one politician proclaim from a podium, “If Jesus Christ was here today, he would be a Democrat.” Republicans and Democrats alike try to use Jesus to promote their particular point of view. Activists always want Jesus on their side, but Jesus will not go there.
When it comes to Jesus and politics, we need to be very careful. It is fine for us to have strong political views, but we should not identify Jesus with any political party.
Years ago, in a relatively small Green Mountain community, a few Democrats decided to make the highly irregular move of holding a Democratic meeting and issued an invitation to the public. The town minister was a staunch Republican, but he had a Democrat in his congregation and decided to attend as an observer to find out what was going on. There being no other clergymen present he was asked if he would open the meeting with prayer.
He said that he was sorry, but he would have to decline. “To be frank,” he explained, “I’d rather the good Lord didn’t know I was here.”
Next time you flaunt Jesus as a Republican or a Democrat – think again – don’t cheapen the King of Kings that way. He didn’t come to choose sides, he came to die for the sins of Republicans, Democrats, Socialist, and Communists alike. Our privilege is simply to love him, and from that will flow our obedience for his desires, which will finally result in his Kingdom coming into our hearts and into the world. Jesus is not a political king; he is a spiritual king who died for us on the cross!
2.) Jesus is not our military king!
Jesus is not our political king, nor is he our military king. The crowd wanted Jesus to rally the troops, sharpen his sword, mount a war horse, and charge into Rome. But Jesus was not interested in the crowd’s push for military action. The imagery in Zechariah’s prophecy is framed as a conscious alternative to militaristic rule. True, the Jesus’ kingdom has military and political implications, for it must reflect the righteous and just character of the God who is king over all, but Jesus presents himself as a king of peace and gentleness.
Jesus is not our military conqueror, but he is a king who went into battle. It was not a battle of swords, spears, or chariots. It was not a war of tanks, ships, or missiles, but it was a spiritual war. The enemy was not Rome, Germany, or Iraq, but it was sin. It was not a war that could be won by power or might, but it was a war that could only be won through humility. Jesus didn’t carry a warriors sword, but he carried a criminals cross. He did not wear a crown of gold and jewels but a crown of thorns. His strategy was not to “divide and conquer”; it was to “suffer and die!”
3.) Jesus is our spiritual king!
Jesus is not our political king nor our military conqueror, but he is the savior of our souls. The triumphal entry marks the last week of Jesus’ life before he would be betrayed, brutalized, and led to the cross to die. As Jesus rode into Jerusalem, he was about to be coronated with a crown of thorns!
What kind of king would do this? What kind of king would willingly sacrifice his own life? Only the King of Kings would do this because he loves us so much. King Jesus came to deliver sinners from God’s judgment and wrath. This is the only way our salvation could be won.
This is why King Jesus didn’t ride into Jerusalem on a war horse, but instead chose a lowly donkey. His kingdom is a kingdom of perfect peace where there is no more war or death or crying.
Listen to the words of this ancient poem which was translated by the Scottish Presbyterian John Brownlie. It is titled, “Behold, the Lord to Zion Rides”:
Behold, the Lord to Zion rides,
And crowds hosannas sing;
They spread their garments in the way,
And hail Him as a king.
O Zion, blind with earthly pride,
Why couldst thou not behold
The Christ of God, whom sage and seer
From age to age foretold?
A king indeed, but not to reign
By power of earthly might;
The glory of whose royal state
Is hid from carnal sight.
Whose subjects are the souls of men
From thrall of darkness won;
Whose kingdom knows no bounds, within
The dawn and setting sun.
Behold thy king to Zion rides
Where He the cross shall bear;
And on that throne with blood bedecked,
His robe of purple wear;
Where slaves to sin His love shall view,
And from their bondage rise
To noble fealty, by the power
Of loving sacrifice.
The good news of the gospel is that we don’t have to wait until the end times to live in Christ’s kingdom. It has already begun, and we can be a part of it right now. If you have not yet declared your allegiance to the king of kings, I plead with you to do it today! Don’t fall into the trap that so many others have fallen into. Don’t reduce Jesus to a political puppet or a military messiah! He is our only hope for everlasting life. If you don’t know him, put your faith in him and coronate him as your king today!
The Beasts of Burden
Matthew 21:1-11
I suspect that most of you enjoy celebrating holidays! And for good reason, holidays usually entail a host delightful activities: decadent decorations, a couple of days off work, a family gathering, a festive feast of flavorful foods, a lavish level of leftovers, and some kind of customary commemorative celebration. What isn’t there to like about holidays?
Now I still cherish holidays today, but I especially treasured them when I was a kid. My siblings and I always enjoyed making homemade decorations weeks ahead of time. I would feel invigorated by the appetizing aromas wafting from our mother’s kitchen. And I would be overwhelmed with excitement at the anticipation of my uncles, aunts, and cousins coming to celebrate with us! What is your favorite holiday?
Of all of the holidays my family celebrated, Passover was always my favorite. I suppose that is not a great surprise coming from someone who grew up in a large Jewish family like mine. Passover is the most important holiday of the whole in the Hebrew calendar. It is the day set aside to remember the Exodus when God used Moses to deliver our people from 400 years of slavery in Egypt. A few days before the Passover, my mother and sister would begin cleaning the whole house and my father and I would always select an unblemished one-year old lamb from our herd to be slaughtered for the main portion of our Passover meal.
Then, on the day of Passover, our whole family would gather for the feast and we would eat the lamb along with unleavened bread and bitter herbs. The bread was unleavened to remind us about how our ancestors had to flee Egypt in hast and the bitter herbs were dipped in salt water to remind us of the torment and tears our people endured in slavery. My father would sit at the head of the table, raise a cup of wine, and begin to retell the Exodus story by asking, “Why is this night different from all other nights.” As my father told the story, us kids would dress up and act it out. It was usually a pretty big production for a small town family. Then after dinner, we would all walk to the temple to worship God together. O how I loved those Passover holidays!
One Particular Passover Preparation (1-3)
Today I would like to tell you the story of my most memorable Passover ever. I was only about 10 years old, but I remember the it distinctly. The Passover feast was to be celebrated on a Thursday that year and the preparations were to begin on the previous Sunday morning. After we finished breakfast, my father told me to walk out the pasture and begin looking for an unblemished yearling lamb that we could slaughter for the Passover feast; he would come and find me after he finished some other chores in the barn. I loved the smell of the spring grass as I meandered into the meadow, and began grazing among the lambs.
We lived in the little village of Bethphage at the foot of the Mount of Olives. We were primarily date farmers, but we also raised some sheep, lambs, and other livestock. We also had a couple of donkeys that we used to pull the carts during the date harvest.
As I searched for the perfect lamb, I noticed two men approaching our donkeys which happened to be tied to a tree on the far side of the pasture. I thought the men were trying to steal them so I ran toward them and yelled for my father. But as I approached them, I realized that they were not trying to steal them at all; they had rather perplexed looks on their faces. In somewhat sheepish voices, they said, “Shalom, young man…this probably isn’t going to make any sense to you, but our Master sent us here to acquire a donkey for his entry into Jerusalem.”
As they explained this, I was relieved to see my father coming over the knoll. He calmly asked them who their Master was and they replied, “Jesus, the Lord.” When my father heard the name Jesus, he asked no more questions and immediately untied our old jenny and her young colt, who we had named Samson. He handed them the reigns and said, “May these beasts of burden be used for the Lord’s service.”
Even though we had never seen Jesus, we, along with many other people, believed that he was the promised Messiah. We had heard about all of his miraculous signs that he performed in Galilee and just a few weeks earlier, in our neighboring village of Bethany, he raised a man named Lazarus from the dead. Who but the Messiah could do these things?
As the men walked away, my father told me to go back to the house and tell my mother and siblings that we are going to Jerusalem.
A Prophetic Parade (4-11)
My mother gathered my siblings and we headed west along the Jericho road. When we came around the big bend, we saw a huge caravan of people walking toward Jerusalem. By the time we caught up with them, we had already passed through Bethany and were just outside the walls of the Holy City. The people inside the city must have heard that Jesus was coming because hundreds, maybe even thousands of people came out of the city gate to meet him. And just as Moses had parted the Red Sea, the crowd separated into two sides and formed a perfect walkway for a parade.
When we joined the crowd, we saw the disciples take off their cloaks and place them on our donkeys. Other people laid their cloaks on the ground cut palm branches and began to wave them with patriotic fervor and everyone started shouting and singing, “Hosanna to the Son of David! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord. Hosanna in the highest heaven.” For those of you who may not speak Hebrew, the word “hosanna” is an expression of praise that means “save now.” By shouting this, the crowd was proclaiming Jesus to be the long awaited Messiah who was going to liberate our people from Roman oppression and restore the kingdom of David.
Amidst all of the pleas for a display of political power and military might, I was shocked to see Jesus gently mount the young colt and ride him through the parade. If this was supposed to be a royal procession where Jesus took up his rightful position as King of Israel, it was all wrong. He should have been riding a great war-horse, a strong white stallion, which would have symbolized his true power and authority. A colt of a donkey, especially one that had never been ridden before, made Jesus look clumsy, meek, and gentle! Our beast of burden was in no way worthy of a king’s coronation.
My father must have seen the bewilderment on my face. He smiled with wisdom and softly whispered in my ear, “Son, long ago the prophet Zechariah foretold, ‘Say to Daughter Zion, See your king comes to you, gentle and riding on a donkey, and on a colt, the foal of a donkey.’” And as we entered the city, the whole place stirred and people kept asking, “Who is this?” Other’s shouted back, “This is Jesus, the prophet from Nazareth in Galilee!”
As I contemplated everything I saw and heard, I remember thinking, “Just what kind of Messiah is this Jesus?” I had always thought that the Messiah would reclaim the throne of David, amass a mighty army, overthrow the Romans, and take back our land, but as I watched Jesus ride on the gentle donkey and heard the shouts of hosanna and pondered Zechariah’s prophecy, I began to realize that Jesus was not the kind of Messiah that I thought he would be. But if he didn’t come to liberate us from political, military, social, or economic oppression, what was his plan?
The Tantrum in the Temple (12-17)
Well, what happened next gave me more of a clue. Jesus paraded through the crowd of people and proceeded through the city gate until he reached the temple courts. When he saw how the merchants set up shop in the temple and how they were taking advantage of the tourists who had come to Jerusalem to celebrate the Passover, his face flushed red with righteous rage and he ripped through the temple and overturned the tables of the money changers and tipped the benches of those selling birds for sacrifices. He shouted, “My house will be called a house of prayer, you have turned it into a den of robbers!” He spoke with such authority that the merchants ran off and left their things behind.
After everything calmed down, a multitude of disabled people came up to Jesus and asked to be healed. One by one, the blind and the lame walked away healed. It was an incredible sight to behold. When I saw this, I knew that all of the other stories that I had heard about his miracles were true.
To celebrate all of the wonderful things Jesus did, a group of children formed a circle around Jesus and began singing, “Hosanna to the Son of David!” I instantly wanted to go with them, and when I looked at my father, he motioned for me to take my younger siblings and join the choir. As I looked at Jesus and the adults around us, their faces were filled with joy and delight. That is, everyone except the chief priests and teachers of the law who came to investigate the commotion—their faces were fraught with fury and indignation. One of them interrupted our song by asking Jesus, “Do you hear what these children are saying?” Jesus simply smiled and responded, “Have you not read the Psalm: From the lips of children and infants, you, Lord, have called forth your praise.”
Everyone began to laugh at the irony of Jesus asking the teachers of the law if they had read the Holy Scriptures. Of course they had, but they completely missed their point. By this, Jesus was saying that he was the Lord! With that, we all burst into song again but Jesus and his disciples slipped off back toward the village of Bethany. And when we arrived home later that night, we found both of our donkeys tied to the same tree where that morning.
Epilogue
Throughout that whole Passover week, I had a lot on my mind. I had wanted to meet Jesus for a long time, but after everything I had experienced that day, almost all of my expectations about him had been shattered. At first, amid all of the shouts of hosanna, the laying of the cloaks, and the waving of palm branches, I was so disappointed to see him ride my little colt. What should have been a triumphal entry seemed more like a tragic entry into Jerusalem. I realized that he was not the political organizer or military warlord that I was hoping for. But when I watched him chase the money changers from the temple courts and stand up to the chief priests and teachers of the law, I recognized that he was not some puny pushover either.
It was all so confusing at first, but when I started to put the clues together, it began to make sense. The missing pieces were found in the prophecies! Yes, that was it. Why did Jesus ride on a donkey? Why did he charge the money changers with turning his house of prayer into a den of robbers? Why did he tell the chief priests that the Lord called forth praise from the lips of children? Because all of these fulfilled prophecies pointed to the fact that Jesus was not only the Messiah and the Son of David, but he was also the Son of God. And that explained why he could perform all of the miraculous signs.
Jesus was exactly the kind of Messiah and king that God always wanted him to be. He wasn’t going to conform to mine or anyone else’s expectations of who or what he should be. He didn’t come to the earth to fulfill some political or military mission; he came to fulfill the spiritual mission that his Father gave him. And he proved that a few days later by going to the cross to suffer and die to pay the penalty for our sins. Can you imagine that—the Son of God would willingly be crucified for sinners like you and me?
I guess that is why I wanted to share my story with you today. All of this happened many years ago and I am much older now, but unfortunately, so many people still misunderstand who Jesus is and why he came to earth. Jesus is both meek and mighty! He is filled with holiness and humility! He is ferocious and forgiving! He is indignant toward the arrogant but kindhearted to the humble.
Jesus is not a good moral teacher! He is not a wise religious guru. He is not some kind of political advocate or social activist. He is the prophet from the Podunk town of Nazareth in Galilee, but make no mistake: he is the King of Kings and Lord of Lords!
He did not come to set up a physical kingdom on earth! He did not come to promote a political position or to establish some social structure or to push some economic program! He did not come to conform to our expectations of who we think he should be! He came to pay the penalty for our sins by dying on the cross! He came to make a way for us to enter his eternal kingdom in heaven! Indeed, blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord! Hosanna in the highest heaven!
Déjà vu Disciple
John 21:1-19
Have you ever experienced that strange feeling that you get when you’re in a situation, and you feel like you’ve been in the exact same situation before, but really haven’t? It is that peculiar phenomenon when your mind plays tricks on you by making you remember something, but you’re not sure if the memory is real. I think there is a term for that phenomenon, but I can’t remember what it is!
This morning I would like to tell you about a time when my memory played tricks on me. It happened a number of years ago when I was going through the most difficult time of my life. I had made a series of really bad decisions and I was reaping the consequences. I made some serious mistakes and I was overcome with guilt. I had sunk into the darkness of despair and it seemed like my whole life was falling apart. I had done something that shook the core of my soul and made me question all of my beliefs.
It’s still hard for me to talk about it because, you see, I didn’t just make any old mistake. I made the kind of mistake that you regret for the rest of your life and other people remember you for— my best friend died, and I wasn’t there for him. I should have been with him, but a combination of fear, selfishness, and shame kept me away. What made it even worse, my best friend was Jesus!
I am ashamed to admit it, but on the night before Jesus was crucified, I denied him three times. While my Lord was being interrogated by the high priest, I stood outside in the courtyard warming my hands over a charcoal fire. Throughout the evening, three different people asked me if I was Jesus’ disciple, and I told them “no” each time. When I heard the rooster crow after the third denial, I hung my head in disgrace and walked away weeping. The next day Jesus was crucified on the hill called Calvary, and I remained hidden in shameful seclusion.
Have you ever made a huge mistake in your life? Have you ever failed Jesus Christ? Do you live with the pains of regret? Have you ever screwed up so bad that you thought God would never use you again? That’s exactly how I felt! And that is why I was so amazed by the depth of God’s grace and Jesus’ forgiveness.
Return to Galilee
The day after Jesus died I found John and he told me everything that happened. I didn’t tell him what I had done though; I was too ashamed. Even after I saw the empty tomb on Sunday morning and Jesus appeared to us in the upper room on Sunday evening, I couldn’t fully participate in the resurrection celebration. I kept thinking about what I had done. I wasn’t even sure if I was his disciple anymore, but when Jesus commanded the other disciples to go to Galilee, he told me to go too. So, I went.
I wasn’t sure why Jesus wanted us to go to Galilee, but after everything that happened, I was glad to get out of Jerusalem and breathe some country air again. So, we returned to my hometown on the shores of the Sea of Galilee. I loved the smell of the lake: it brought back old memories. Have you ever noticed how a scent can bring back a memory?
Well, as I watched the sun set over the horizon I felt the cool breeze kick up across the water, I wondered where Jesus was and how long it would be until he met us. We didn’t know what he wanted us to do, and I wasn’t even sure if I was his disciple anymore. I thought I would be doing ministry the rest of my life; that was, of course, until I failed him. So, I figured that I may as well go back to what I knew best, fishing. My old fishing boat was still there on the sand, right where I left it. We boarded and set out!
I had fished those waters a thousand times when I was growing up, and I knew how to catch fish, but that night seemed to stand still. We worked hard all night, but every time we would bring in the nets they were totally empty. “I failed as a disciple, and now I was failing as a fisherman too,” I thought.
Earlier, I told you that I wanted to tell you about a time that my memory played tricks on me. Well, this was it! As that night faded into morning, I remembered another time when I fished all night and didn’t catch anything. Jesus came along one morning and told me to cast my net on the other side of the boat and I caught so many fish that my nets began to break. It was that very morning when Jesus first called me to be his disciple—he told to leave my nets and follow him; he would make me a fisher of men. It was like I was in the exact same situation again.
And sure enough, as soon as there was enough light to catch a vague view of land, I saw a thin line of smoke rising into the misty sky. I couldn’t see very well, but I caught a vague view of a man building a fire. He yelled, “Friends, haven’t you any fish?” Before I got a chance to respond, someone yelled back, “No!” He told us to throw the net on the other side of the boat and we would catch some. That’s exactly what Jesus had told me to do before, and I began to wonder if…
Within minutes of throwing the net on the other side of the boat, we had so many fish that we couldn’t haul the net in. As my eyes widened at the sight of so many fish, John’s eyes were peculiarly squinted towards the shore. All at once he jumped to his feet as if he had just discovered a treasure chest of precious jewels and shouted to me, “It is the Lord!” I was overcome with a mixture of joy and fear, and I wanted to see him. I had been away from my Lord too long. I threw my cloak on and dove into the water. It was as if I was walking across the water (that brought back another memory, but I’ll have to share that one with you some other time).
As I walked up to him, he was bent over a fire. The first thing I noticed was the fish and bread cooking. Good thing too, because I was starving. I almost asked him how he expected to feed all of us with just a few fish and loaves, but then I remembered that I had make that mistake before too.
When I got close to him, I stopped because I could smell that it was a charcoal fire. It was exactly like the one that I was warming my hands over on that dreaded night when I denied him. He never even looked up. It was as if he was reading my mind. He just asked me to go and bring over some of the fish that we had caught. The boat was almost ashore when I got to it. I hopped aboard and began to drag the net onto the sand. I could hardly budge the net. There ended up being 153 fish all together. Not only was the catch of fish miraculous, but it was also a miracle that the net was not torn. He still performs miracles even after his resurrection.
Breakfast of Failures (12-19)
As we walked toward the fire with a few fish in hand, Jesus embraced us with open arms and invited us to join him for breakfast. I gazed upon him with wonder as he broke the fish and loaves with love and distributed them to us. It didn’t take us long to finish the meal. The quenched hunger of our bodies was shadowed only by the satisfaction of our souls by the presence of our Lord.
I was sitting back away from the rest of the group a little. I was still feeling somewhat awkward; almost like I didn’t belong. Being in his presence was bittersweet. In one sense it was the last place I wanted to be, but it was where I wanted to be most.
It was then that Jesus stood up and gestured for me to follow him, and started walking down the long and lonely beach. We walked a while in silence, and when we had gotten out of hearing range of the others, he stopped and put his hand on my shoulder and looked at me with those piercing brown eyes and pointed to the boat and nets that lay stagnant on the shore and said, “Simon son of John, do you love me more than these?” Jesus knew how much I loved fishing, but he also knew that I loved him more. I replied, “Yes Lord, you know that I love you.” Then he said, “Feed my lambs.” He was telling me to rise up and get back to ministry.
I felt totally unworthy. Jesus loved his people more than anything, and he was telling me to take care of them. Then he looked at me a second time and asked me the same question, “Simon son of John, do you truly love me.” I looked up at him again and responded in the same way. Jesus said, “Take care of my sheep.”
I couldn’t understand why he had asked me the same question twice. As I was pondering it, Jesus asked me a third time, “Simon son of John, do you love me?” Tears filled my eyes when he asked me that question for the third time. My mind went back to that awful night in the high priest’s court again. I could almost hear a faint rooster crow even though I knew that there was none for miles. My tears dripped on to the sand when I realized that Jesus the third rebuke to remind me of my third denial. Jesus gently pulled my hands away from my glassy eyes and peered into my soul and said one last time, “Feed my sheep.”
Then he went on to tell me that I would eventually be martyred on a cross just like him. Then he gave me two final words. They were the same two words that Jesus spoke to me three years earlier on this same shore. Jesus’ first and last words to me were, “Follow me!”
It was when he said these words I finally realized why he wanted us to go back to Galilee. He wanted me to remember when he first called me to ministry. He wanted to teach me the lesson: Even when you fail him, never stop following him. Oh, my denying him three times in one night wasn’t the first time I failed him, and it certainly wasn’t my last, but since that day on the beach, I’ve never stopped following him.
He didn’t throw my failure back in my face, but he used them to humble me so that I would be effective in service for him. He is gracious and forgiving.
I don’t know how you have failed Christ, but whether it was through action, word, or thought, I know that he still wants you to follow him. Just because you have failed him doesn’t mean that he doesn’t still love you! Just because you have failed him doesn’t mean that he doesn’t want you to be his disciple anymore! Just because you failed him doesn’t mean that he doesn’t still have a plan for your life! Just because you failed him doesn’t mean that he doesn’t want to use you in his ministry and service. With Christ, your past mistakes don’t have to define your present discipleship!
Even if we don’t want to admit it, most of us have failed Christ at some point in our lives. Most of us don’t like to talk about it. In fact, most of us don’t even like to think about it. For some it may have been a moral failure: Maybe you knew Christ’s standards for living, but decided to do things your way instead of his. For others it may have been denial: Maybe you were with some people who would persecute you if they knew you were one of his disciples, so you denied him. And there may be others who are too proud to even recognize that they have failed Christ. How about you?
Well, now that I have shared my experience of my memory playing tricks on me, allow me to conclude my story with one question and two challenges: Do you love Jesus this morning? Feed his sheep! Even when we fail Christ, never stop following him!
The Crying King
Luke 19:28-44
How many of you remember the television show M*A*S*H (Mobile Army Surgical Hospital)? When I was a kid, I hated the M*A*S*H, but my Dad loved it, which meant that we watched the show all the time.
In one of the earlier episodes of M*A*S*H, the doctor known as “Trapper John” gets diagnosed with a stomach ulcer. Although initially upset about having to deal with a hole in his gut, Trapper John soon beams with joy when his bunkmate Hawkeye reminds him that according to Army regulations, Trapper was going home! His ulcer was his ticket out of the misery of the Korean War.
As the episode progresses, they arrange a huge farewell party for Trapper John. But minutes before Trapper shows up for his party, he is informed by the Company Clerk, Radar, that the Army had recently changed its regulations and his ulcer would have to be treated right there in Korea. Trapper goes to the party anyway and allows the festivity and joy of the evening to proceed for a good long while until he’s asked to give a final speech, at which time he tells everyone the truth: he’s not going anywhere after all.
But throughout the party, both Trapper John and Radar have a look in their eyes that betrays the truth, if anyone had looked close enough to notice. Trapper John smiles and even laughs during the party at times but it’s a bit muted and the sadness in his eyes tells the reason why: it’s a nice party but it’s not going to end the way he had hoped or the way all the other partygoers were anticipating.
I wonder if someone had looked deep into Jesus’ eyes on Pal Sunday if they might have seen something similar. Like the other gospel writers, Luke portrays Jesus’ triumphal entry into Jerusalem as a joyful celebration of the arrival of the king, but Luke’s version includes some dark events and some ominous words. I wonder if the sorrow in Jesus’ eyes said, “This is a nice party but it’s not going to end the way all the partygoers were anticipating.” Let’s take a look at Luke’s version of the triumphal entry story!
The Humble King (28-38)
As Jesus approached Jerusalem, he began to direct the events. Near Bethphage and Bethany at the Mount of Olives, some two miles from Jerusalem, he tells his disciples to procure an animal for entry into the capital. Luke describes the animal only as a previously unridden colt, but the other gospel writers specify the colt as a donkey. The disciples must untie the animal, and if anyone asks what they are doing, they are to simply say that the Lord needs it. This may seem a bit strange to us today, but in this culture it was customary for dignitaries such as rabbis to use people’s property for personal reasons. (For instance, if your pastor tells you that he needs to borrow your vacation home or time-share for the Lord’s work, don’t ask any questions!) The owners had no objection to the disciples taking the colt once they knew that it was needed for the Lord’s service.
Once the donkey was secured, Jesus’ disciples fashioned a makeshift saddle out of their cloaks and mounted him on the beast. As he rode along, the a large crowd of people gathered and laid their cloaks on the ground to create a type of royal red carpet; they waved their palm branches in patriotic fervor; and they sang their hosannas of praise to God and shouted the words of Psalm 118:26: “Blessed is he who come in the name of the Lord.” Their king had finally come, and it was time to celebrate. But the whole time Jesus knew it wasn’t going to end the way the crowd was expecting; for he was not the type of king they were expecting.
Jesus’ choice of animal to ride for his coronation celebration shows us what kind of king he would be. A common donkey, a beast of burden, symbolized peace and gentleness. Kings typically rode on war horses, which symbolized pride and power. Jesus rode a donkey because would not succumb to the expectations of the crowd. He was not a political or military king. His mission was not to conquer the Romans or deliver the Jews from physical oppression. He was a humble king who came to conquer Satan and deliver the world from the penalty of sin.
It is so sad, but people treat Jesus the same way today! It is easy to get excited about Jesus when we think he is going to give us what we want, but it is just as easy to turn our backs on him when he disappoints us. We love to pray to Jesus when we or a loved one is sick, but if Jesus doesn’t heal, we don’t want to pray anymore. We are quick to serve Jesus when we think he supports our pet agendas, but we want nothing to do with him when we find out that his plans are different from our plans.
Jesus’ actions at the triumphal entry show what kind of king he is and isn’t! The irony shows us Jesus’ kingship is not a political or military, but it is spiritual. Jesus is no one’s political advocate or military conqueror; he is a humble king who came to Jerusalem to die for the salvation for our souls. Have you received Jesus as your savior and king?
Singing Stones (39-40)
Well, not everyone was celebrating the arrival of the king. As Jesus rode into Jerusalem, Luke tells us that a group of Pharisees approach Jesus and ask him to reject the claims of kingship and rebuke his disciples. These claims were offensive to them. They did not even believe that Jesus was a genuine prophet from God, let alone the promised Messiah or Son of God. They saw only a false prophet riding on a donkey. They thought the crowd’s claims were blasphemous and they demanded that Jesus to put a stop to it.
But Jesus refused to silence the people’s praises. Instead, he rebukes the Pharisees when he says, “I tell you, if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.” By this, he is saying that if his disciples do not speak, the rest of creation will. He is implying that the inanimate creation knows more about what is taking place than they do. The Pharisees do not understand the nature of the God they spend so much time talking about. But for those who do see the king, praise is the only appropriate response!
Like the Pharisees, we all have to make a decision about Jesus! Is he the King of Kings or a false prophet riding on a donkey? Was the crowd shouting words of blasphemy or words of worship? Do you understand the nature of the God you talk about? Have you made a decision about Jesus Christ?
If Jesus really is the King, our only appropriate response is praise and worship! When we consider who he really is and what he has done for us by dying on the cross for our sins, praise should leap from the depth of our souls to the tips of our tongues! Therefore, I say to you today: If Jesus is the king, speak his praise from your mouth! If Jesus is the king, shout his praise with your lips! If Jesus is the king, proclaim his praise with your whole being! Because if you don’t, the rocks will!
A Crying King (41-44)
As Jesus approached Jerusalem, Luke gives us a unique look at Jesus’ heart. As Jesus looked up at the holy city in the distance, I wonder what thoughts went through his mind? Perhaps he thought about the glory of King David when he established Jerusalem as Israel’s capital a thousand years earlier. Perhaps he thought about all of the words that the prophets had spoken about this city. Perhaps he was thinking about how in just a few days his hands and feet would be nailed to a wooden cross and he would be lifted up to die in that city. One thing we can be sure of it that he thought about how the Jewish people had waited so long for the arrival of the Messiah, and now that he was here, they had rejected him. All of the emotions of Jesus’ humble humanity came to him at once; deep sorrow filled his heart and tears began to stream down his face. Amid all of the shouts and cheers of this Palm Sunday celebration, he began to weep over the city. Jesus was a crying king!
Like the weeping prophet Jeremiah from the Old Testament, with tears in his eyes, Jesus declares pending judgment for the nation. Though some individuals had responded to his call, the nation as a whole had rejected him. Rejection of the divinely selected king will cost greatly. The nation of Israel missed the Messiah who could bring them true peace, and now it was time for him to go. The consequence for missing the Messiah was physical destruction. Here Jesus looks ahead to A.D. 70 when the Roman government would have enough of the Jewish rebellions and would destroy Jerusalem. They would rampage the walls, demolish the temple, and murder the children.
As we see Jesus’ tears trickle down his cheeks and consider Jesus’ prophecy of judgment on Jerusalem, it ought to cause us to stop and think about what we have done with the Messiah; both individually and as a nation. Have you put your faith in Jesus Christ as your savior or have you been holding him at arm’s length? Have you accepted him as your king or have you been rejecting the call of his kingdom? I plead with you to bow your life before the king today! Rejection always leads to judgment!
And for our nation, I don’t know about you, but I fear for a nation that would reject Jesus with its attitudes, law, and policies. I fear for a nation that has the audacity to declare something right when God has called it wrong. I wonder about the consequences for a nation that has been visited by God but has missed him. Missing the Messiah always leads to judgment!
It was thirty or so years after Jesus uttered these words before Jerusalem was destroyed. I wonder how long it will be before…
Well, as we join together in this Palm Sunday celebration today, remember that Jesus is a humble king who came to die to atone for our sins! Remember to wave your palm leaves, shout your blessings, and sing your praises to the king; if you don’t, the rocks will! But while you celebrate, make sure to remember to look at Jesus’ face. Make sure you see his tears of rejection and impending judgment. Make sure you know what will bring you true peace! Make sure you recognize the time of God’s coming to you! Make sure you hear the call of the crying king!
Doubting & Believing
John 20:24-30
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In 1993 FBI agents conducted a raid of Southwood psychiatric hospital in San Diego, which was under investigation for medical insurance fraud. After hours of reviewing medical records, the agents had worked up an appetite. The agent in charge of the investigation called a nearby pizza parlor to order a quick dinner for his colleagues.
Agent: Hello. I would like to order 19 large pizzas and 67 cans of soda.
Pizza Man: And where would you like them delivered?
Agent: We’re over at the psychiatric hospital.
Pizza Man: The psychiatric hospital?
Agent: That’s right. I’m an FBI agent.
Pizza Man: You’re an FBI agent?
Agent: That’s correct. Just about everybody here is.
Pizza Man: And you’re at the psychiatric hospital?
Agent: That’s correct. And make sure you don’t go through the front doors. We have them locked. You will have to go around to the back to the service entrance to deliver the pizzas.
Pizza Man: And you say you’re all FBI agents?
Agent: That’s right. How soon can you have them here?
Pizza Man: And everyone at the psychiatric hospital is an FBI agent?
Agent: That’s right. We’ve been here all day and we’re starving.
Pizza Man: How are you going to pay for all of this?
Agent: I have my checkbook right here.
Pizza Man: And you’re all FBI agents?
Agent: That’s right. Everyone here is an FBI agent. Can you remember to bring the pizzas and sodas to the service entrance in the rear? We have the front doors locked.
Pizza Man: I don’t think so.
** Click **
If we would have been the pizza man, I think we would have been a little skeptical about the validity of that pizza order too. Doubt and skepticism are the subjects of today’s text.
Doubt Turns Into Belief (24-28)
Remember, it is still Easter evening. Jesus had risen from the dead early that morning and appeared to Mary Magdalene in the garden. Peter and John had seen the empty tomb and had told the other disciples. Later that evening Jesus appeared to them and gave them the Holy Spirit.
Now when Jesus appeared to the disciples, we know it was the Ten and not the Twelve. Judas had already betrayed Jesus and had committed suicide and now verse 24 tells us that Thomas was not with them either. The text doesn’t tell us why Thomas was not with the other disciples, but it may be as simple as Thomas was of the personality that liked to be alone while he mourned. When grieving, some people are comforted by the presence of others, while some prefer to be alone.
Since Thomas wasn’t there when Jesus had appeared to them, the other disciples told him everything that had happened. But as you can imagine, if someone told you that a friend of yours who had died rose from the dead a walked through a wall and spoke to them, you might be just a little skeptical as well.
Thomas responded to the disciples’ testimony with pessimistic skepticism. Even though he witnessed the raising of Lazarus, he could not conceive of the possibility of Jesus raising himself from the dead. Perhaps he thought the other disciples had given in to wishful thinking or had overactive imaginations.
Thomas declares his conditions for belief. He not only must see the resurrected Jesus and the scars from the nails, but he demands the tangible evidence of putting his fingers in the nail marks and his hand in the spear mark in Jesus’ side.
One week later on the following Sunday Jesus once again appeared to his disciples in the house behind locked doors. Again his resurrection body allowed him to pass right through the walls of the house. This miraculous appearance would have evoked fear from the disciples, especially from Thomas because he had not witnessed this before as the other disciples had. The greeting was intended to calm their fear.
Jesus’ rebuke shows that he hears his disciples even when he is not physically present. This rebuke blew Thomas’ doubt away. Since he saw Jesus with his eyes and heard him with his ears, he had no more need to touch him with his hands. Jesus’ rebuke redefined Thomas’ categories for belief. Jesus offered to have Thomas touch him, but it was no longer necessary. Sight itself proved sufficient.
Jesus’ words “stop doubting and believe” are even meant for future disciples who might doubt Jesus’ resurrection. This phrase serves as a rebuke to the modern world which has dismissed the resurrection.
There are many doubting Thomas’s’ in our world today who are skeptical about Christ’s resurrection. I would bet that there are even a few in the congregation this morning who have serious doubts about Christ being raised from the dead. They say, “I’ve never seen Jesus Christ, so how do I know if he really exists.” Or “I have never seen a resurrection, so how do I really know whether or not it can happen.” If you are a doubting Thomas, I challenge you with the same words Jesus used, “Stop doubting and believe!”
Even thought their may be a few who are struggling with skepticism about the existence or resurrection of Christ, I bet there are a lot more who like Thomas put conditions on our faith. Thomas said that he would not believe unless he put his finger in the nail whole in Jesus’ hand. Have you ever done that? Have you ever put a condition on your faith? Have you ever said, “I won’t believe unless you do this or that for me?”
This is utter foolishness! Sometimes Jesus doesn’t meet our conditions for faith. Then what? Would we really risk our souls for some silly deal we try to work out with God? I hope not! Jesus demands unconditional faith!
Carl Rogers, the U.S. psychologist, was 22 years old when he entered Union Theological Seminary in New York in 1924. While there, he participated in a seminar organized to explore religious doubts. Rogers later said of the group, “The majority of members…in thinking their way through questions they had raised, thought themselves right out of religious work. I was one.”
Faith without Sight (29)
Jesus’ mild rebuke to Thomas is intended to show the limitation of a faith in Jesus based on seeing him risen and to signal the transition from such faith to believing in the apostles’ testimony. Even Thomas should have believed his fellow disciples’ testimony rather than demanding further proof. Hence, Jesus’ blessing really pertains to John’s readers. Such a believing response to Jesus, in turn, is the pathway to eternal life, which transcends living merely in terms of physical presence and earthly relationships.
In Thomas’ case Jesus did give him tangible evidence of the resurrection, but he certainly doesn’t promise this to everyone. Here Jesus pronounces a blessing on all who put their faith in him even though they have never seen him. Why does Jesus emphasize faith over sight? Because he is a spiritual king who reigns over a spiritual kingdom! It cannot be seen with the eye or touched with the hand.
Harriet, the church gossip and self-appointed supervisor of the church’s morals, kept sticking her nose into other people’s business. Several residents were unappreciative of her activities, but feared her enough to maintain their silence.
She made a mistake, however, when she accused George, a new member, of being an alcoholic after she saw his pickup truck parked all afternoon in front of the town’s only bar. She commented to George and others that everyone seeing it there would know that he was an alcoholic.
George, a man of few words, stared at her for a moment and then just walked away. He said nothing. Later that evening, George quietly parked his pickup in front of Harriet’s house and left it there all night.
Sometimes sight is not the best sense to use in order to determine what is real and what is not. Our eyes cannot always determine truth. Something may look real and not be, like George and Harriet; but something else may not be seen at all but be very real, like the air you breathe. And it requires faith to turn doubts into action.
Let us keep believing, even though we don’t see!
Faith Produces Eternal Life (30-31)
Now John puts his whole gospel in perspective. The flow of thought is: Thos who have not seen the risen Christ and yet have believed are blessed; therefore this book has been composed, to the end that you may believe. John tells his readers that there were many more signs of Jesus he could have recorded, but these are sufficient to produce adequate faith.
The goal of this gospel is to produce saving faith. Saving faith in Jesus Christ is the only thing that produces eternal life. John is trying to evangelize his readers.
Now John is speaking directly to us. He knows that Jesus is the only one who can give us eternal life. The whole reason he wrote this gospel was that every generation who reads it would be persuaded that Jesus Christ is God and that we would have salvation through him.
As you have read this gospel and have heard it preached, have you become convinced that Jesus really is God? Are you convinced that he really is the Messiah? Are you convinced that he really died on the cross and rose on the third day for the forgiveness of our sins? Are you really convinced that he is the only way to have spiritual salvation and eternal life in heaven? Has John accomplished his purpose in your heart? I hope so!
John uses this story about Thomas to spur his readers on to faith in Jesus Christ. John knew that many of his readers would be skeptical about the resurrection of Jesus Christ because they did not personally witness it. Thomas’ transformation from skepticism to genuine faith becomes a model for transformation in every age. John climaxes the scene with Jesus’ blessing on those who have not seen him but have believed.
John records all of this to convince his readers that Jesus really is God and that eternal life comes through him. Let us follow in Thomas’ footsteps and stop doubting and start believing!
The Return of the King
John 12:12-19
The British writer J.R.R. Tolkien’s epic trilogy Lord of the Rings has regained popular since Peter Jackson put it into movie form. The third film of the trilogy, The Return of the King, won more Oscars than any other film released in 2004. The story chronicles a young hobbit’s journey to from the Shire to Mordor to destroy the evil ring of power and save all of middle earth. Along the way Frodo is joined by three other hobbits, a wizard, an elf, a dwarf, and two warriors.
One of the primary sub-plots of the third movie is Aragorn’s struggle to fulfill his destiny as he leads his outnumbered followers against the growing power of the Dark Lord Sauron and regain the throne of Gondor. By the end of the film Aragorn lead his followers to victory and paved the way for good to triumph over evil. Frodo destroyed the ring and Aragorn was restored to his rightful place as king; thus the title The Return of the King.
Since Tolkien was a Christian many believers has pointed out countless parallels in The Lord of the Rings and the Bible. There is even a professor at the seminary that I attend who teaches a class called J.R.R. Tolkien’s Apocalyptic Imagery. Whether it is my inherent skepticism or my lack of literary sense, I fail to see many of these parallel themes, but I do find the theme of Aragorn’s return to kingship strikingly similar to Jesus’ triumphal entry.
Through the narrative plot we learn exactly what of king Aragorn would become. Today’s text reveals what kind of king Jesus would be. Jesus comes out of private hiding and into the public scene through his triumphal entry into Jerusalem. Palm Sunday marks last week of his life, and through it, we learn exactly what kind of king Jesus is. Let’s listen to the story!
Jerusalem was swarming with people! The city’s population swelled to over ten times its normal size as people came from all around to celebrate the Passover, Israel’s most prominent holiday. People bumped into each other on the narrow streets and as they tried to make their way through the busy marketplace as each family frantically made preparations. Local merchants tried to rip off the foreigners. Mothers and daughters hovered around fires preparing food while husbands and sons chose a lamb to sacrifice at the temple. Speaking of lambs, some estimate that there may have been 100,000 more lambs than usual in the city. All of this to celebrate Passover as they remembered how God delivered their ancestors from slavery!
Jerusalem during the week of the Passover festival was like an American mall the week of Christmas; too many people in one place making preparations for the holiday. People were everywhere! Jerusalem was crazy during Passover!
This is the scene Jesus enters as he and his disciples left the village of Bethany and arrived in Jerusalem. Just a day earlier in the village of Bethany Mary anointed Jesus’ feet with expensive perfume, and now Jesus enters his beloved city for the last time before he would die.
The word of Jesus’ arrival must have traveled quickly. By the time he entered the outskirts of the city, thousands of people had gathered to welcome him. No doubt, most of the people who had gathered had heard about Jesus and his miracles. Those who had witnessed the raising of Lazarus in Bethany continued to spread the word throughout Jerusalem and the surrounding areas. Their witness contributed to the increase in Jesus’ popularity and prompted a huge crowd of people to go out and greet Jesus. They believed that he was the Messiah who had come to liberate Israel from Roman oppression. The people were excited; they thought that the days of suffering were over and that their nation was about to enter a golden age.
To show their belief that Jesus was the Messiah, they pulled palm branches off date trees and waved them as Jesus he entered the city. Palm branches had originally served as a symbol for righteousness, but they had become a popular symbol for Jewish nationalism. The Jews waved palm branches to show their patriotism the same way Americans fly red, white, and blue flags and put yellow ribbons on their cars. They expected Jesus to be a great political leader and military conqueror, and they were looking forward to the day he would lead a great revolt.
As the crowd proudly waved their palms, they shouted “Hosanna, Hosanna!” at the top of their lungs. This was a great Hebrew term that mean “save now.” The crowd was clamoring for Jesus to save them from Roman oppression right now. Then they quoted Psalm 118 by saying “Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord. Blessed is the King of Israel.” This was a messianic phrase that insinuated that Jesus was from the line of David. Their king had returned! They expected Jesus to conquer the same way David did.
But little did they know how sorely they would be disappointed. Jesus was indeed the king of Israel; in fact, he was the king of kings, but he was not the kind of king they were expecting. Jesus makes this clear in his choice of animal for his coronation. He did not choose a war horse to excite the patriotism of the crowd, but he ironically chose a donkey. In Jewish culture donkeys were symbols of peace and gentleness. Jesus chose to present himself as a king of peace and humility rather than pride and power.
Jesus’ riding a donkey was a fulfillment of Zechariah’s prophecy given hundreds of years earlier. In Zechariah 9:9 the Messiah is characterized as a leader of peace and gentleness. Even his disciples did not fully understand the significance of his riding a donkey instead of a war horse until after Jesus had been glorified.
When the Pharisees saw what was happening, they expressed their exacerbation with the hyperbolic remark “the whole world has gone after him.” It seemed as if their attempts to squelch Jesus’ ministry were backfiring; for in spite of their efforts, his popularity continued to grow.
Jesus’ triumphal entry was the climax of his public ministry. It was the pinnacle of his earthly popularity. But it was one of the most misunderstood events of his life. The crowd assumed that Jesus and his movement would serve their cause, but Jesus’ failure to satisfy their visions (religious, political, or social) leads to a cry for crucifixion a week later. They sang “Hosanna, Hosanna!” when they thought that Jesus was going to give them what they wanted, but the shouted “Crucify! Crucify!” when he broke their expectations.
It is so sad, but people treat Jesus the same way today! It is easy to get excited about Jesus when we think he is going to give us what we want, but it is just as easy to turn our backs on him when he disappoints us. We love to pray to Jesus when we or a loved one is sick, but if Jesus doesn’t heal, we don’t want to pray anymore. We are quick to serve Jesus when we think he supports our pet agendas, but we want nothing to do with him when we find out that his plans are different from our plans.
Contrary to popular belief, Jesus doesn’t meet all of our expectations! But Jesus isn’t the problem; it’s us! Has Jesus ever broken any of your expectations? Has he ever disappointed you? How did you respond?
Jesus’ actions at the triumphal entry show what kind of king he is and isn’t! The triumphal entry shows us Jesus’ kingship is not a political or military, but it is spiritual. Jesus is no one’s political advocate or military conqueror; he is a humble savior who gives us salvation for our souls. Let’s look at these metaphors for Jesus’ kingship more closely.
1.) Jesus is not a political king!
Just as Jesus did not serve the crowd’s political interests at the triumphal entry, he does not serve our political interests today. The crowd was convinced that Jesus would be a Messiah who would grant them political freedom from Rome, but Jesus was not interested political advocacy.
Many people today are just like this crowd of old. They try to make Jesus their political advocate and serve their political interests. I saw this clearly in this past election. I heard one politician proclaim from a podium, “If Jesus Christ was here today, he would be a democrat.” Republicans and Democrats alike try to use Jesus to promote their particular political point of view. Activists always want Jesus on their side of the agenda, but Jesus will not go.
When it comes to Jesus and politics we need to be careful. It is fine for us to have strong political views, but we should not identify Jesus with any political party. We don’t want to end up like the country pastor I heard about.
Years ago in a relatively small Green Mountain community, a few Democrats decided to make the highly irregular move of holding a Democratic meeting, and issued an invitation to the public. The town minister was a staunch Republican, but he had a Democrat in his congregation and decided to attend as an observer to find out what was going on. There being no other clergymen present he was asked if he would open the meeting with prayer.
He said that he was sorry, but he would have to decline. “To be frank,” he explained, “I’d rather the good Lord didn’t know I was here.”
Next time you flaunt Jesus as a Republican or a Democrat – think again – don’t cheapen the King of Kings that way. He didn’t come to choose sides, he came to die for the sins of Republicans, Democrats, Socialist, and Communists alike. He knows how to make the kingdoms of this world come into line with his Kingdom. Our privilege is simply to love him, and from that will flow our obedience for his desires, which will finally result in his Kingdom coming into our hearts and into the world. Jesus is not a political king, he is a spiritual king who died for us on the cross!
2.) Jesus is not our military king!
Jesus is not our political king, and neither is he our military king. I can still hear the crowd shouting “Hosanna, Hosanna, Save now, Save now!” They wanted Jesus to rally the troops, sharpen his sword, mount a war horse, and charge into Rome, but Jesus was not interested in the crowd’s push for military action. The imagery in Zechariah’s prophecy is framed as a conscious alternative to militaristic rule. True, the Jesus’ kingdom has military and political implications, for it must reflect the righteous and just character of the God who is king over all, but Jesus presents himself as a king of peace and gentleness.
3.) Jesus is our spiritual king!
Jesus is not our political advocate nor our military conqueror, but he is our spiritual savior. The triumphal entry marks the last week of Jesus’ life before he would be betrayed, brutalized, and led to the cross to die.
Jesus is not our military conqueror, but he is a king who did go to battle. It was not a battle of swords, spears, or chariots. It was not a war of tanks, ships, or missiles, but it was a spiritual war. The enemy was not Rome, Germany, or Iraq, but it was sin. It was not a war that could be won by power or might, but it was a war that could only be won through humility. Jesus didn’t carry a warriors sword, but he carried a criminals cross. He did not wear a crown of gold and jewels but a crown of thorns. His strategy was not to “divide and conquer”; it was to “suffer and die!”
Why did he do this? What kind of king would do this? Only the King of Kings and Lord of Lords would do this because he loves us so much. He came to earth to free sinners from God’s impending judgment and wrath. This is the only way our salvation could be won. He was the perfect sacrifice that has atoned for all of our sins past, present, and future.
This is why through faith in Jesus Christ we can have victory over sin and death. He is the only way to escape hell and live a satisfying life here on earth. This is why Jesus didn’t ride into Jerusalem on a war horse, but instead chose a lowly donkey. His kingdom is a kingdom of perfect peace where there is no more war or death or crying. His kingdom is eternal. It will live on for eternity. What a kingdom it will be? What a king we will serve?
The good news of the gospel is that we don’t have to wait until the end times to live in Christ’s kingdom. It has already begun and we can be a part of it right now. If you have not yet declared your allegiance to the king of kings, I plead with you to do it today. Don’t fall into the trap that so many others have fallen into. Don’t reduce Jesus to a political puppet or a military mirage. Know that he is our spiritual savior. He is our only hope at everlasting life and true peace. If you don’t know him, put your faith in him and accept him as your spiritual king today!