What would you do if this was your last week alive? What would be on your mind if you knew you only had days left to live?
My Master made his final entrance into Jerusalem and was greeted like royalty…
And a very great multitude spread their garments in the way; others cut down branches from the trees, and strawed them in the way.
And the multitudes that went before, and that followed, cried, saying, Hosanna to the Son of David: Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord; Hosanna in the highest.
And when he was come into Jerusalem, all the city was moved, saying, Who is this?
And the multitude said, This is Jesus the prophet of Nazareth of Galilee.
The reception he received was a far cry from the way people would react to him in just a short while. Very soon after this a mob of his fellow countrymen would be shouting for Pilate to “Crucify Him crucify Him!” How quickly a group of people can change allegiance!
And yet, despite knowing that the adoring citizens of Matthew 21 would become the angry mob of Matthew 27, Jesus did not lash out at them. Instead he took great pity on them, knowing that many of them would not turn to Him and be saved, but would instead die lost and separated from God (Matthew 24).
My Master’s final days were spent in reflection of His fellow people, and how they needed Him to find eternal life but would not lean on Him to receive it. How many of them spent their final week of life in stubborn rejection of Jesus? How many of them took their final breaths, refusing to submit to Him as Lord?
May we all be right with God, so that our final week–whenever it may be–will be spent in the comforting arms of Jesus’ fellowship.