Thank you Lord for this day……this week…… this month…….all these years. 40 years now I have walked with you and many times I have turned aside from the trail only to get myself lost in the brambles, stumbling around in own wilderness which I thought was better than the road you and I were on together.
Time after time you have pulled me out of the deep and set me back into the blinding light of your grace.
And it’s your grace and love that brings me back again and again.
I hope that when I get to the end of this road, looking back will show me all the ground we have covered together and that there be spots of lights where I helped another find their way.
On this Palm Sunday I once again put myself in that crowd of people along the road to Jerusalem. I can hear their cries and see the cloaks thrown in the road and right alongside is my own.
I give you my humble Hosanna.
Waving my palm today for all to see.
Rejoice greatly, O daughter Zion! Shout aloud, O daughter Jerusalem! Lo, your king comes to you; triumphant and victorious is he, humble and riding on a donkey…..Zechariah 9:9