Giants Fall

Today, we celebrate Christ and His power.

Years ago, Jesus rode into Jerusalem on a donkey with the people waving palm branches. He was being celebrated as the king He was and still is. As American Christians, we find the idea of people welcoming a king with palm branches a little weird. In Israel, they would not think it was weird in the least.

 If an important person was coming to your city in Ancient Israel, you would greet them outside the city and walk them with shouts of joy and celebration. The fact that Jesus walked in and was celebrated as a king was surprising because most people didn’t truly believe that He was the messiah. Even the donkey held significance because a king would only ride a donkey if he came in peace.

Palm Sunday has always been significant in my life because we celebrate the kingship of Jesus. Next Sunday, we will celebrate the resurrection of Jesus and that He defeated death. This year the Easter season has a fresh meaning in my life. Not only do we celebrate Jesus’ kingship on Palm Sunday, we praise who He is. 

He is good. He is powerful. He is love. He is peace. He is faithful.

This year, I truly believe that I am only alive and doing so well because of Him. He is king over all creation and He chose to rescue me.

He chose to rescue me. I don’t know why He chose to save me, but God must not be finished with me here on earth. I don’t know what He has in store for me, but God has already been glorified through my accident. 

He is truly good.

The road to recovery will be long and hard, but not impossible. A song by Francesca Battistelli is called ” Giants Fall”. Sometimes, we see giants in our path and get scared. Scared that the thing won’t happen or that it will take longer. Scared of the giants and what they represent. But God is in the habit of making giants fall.

He has already knocked down several giants, and He will continue to do so.