Hosanna!

As I awakened to the first light of morning an air of expectancy was all around me. "This is the day the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it!" I washed my face, laughing at the humorous vision in the mirror, hair plastered across my brow. Words from a friend in a Snoopy gif continued to lift and lighten my spirit.

Today is Palm Sunday. I see the procession slowly proceeding down the streets of Jerusalem, palms waving as our Savior rides triumphantly on a bed of greenery and garments laid at this feet. The red carpet ride of His day! The people sing and shout, "Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna in the highest!" Can you see it?!

Joy continues to fill my soul a I set about the start of my day. It's Sunday, "Today, my favorite day," says Winnie the Pooh of each new day. The news and current events cannot bring me down, rather I focus on the scene before me still. In just a short time I will turn on my computer, and a crowd of virtual witnesses will join me in welcoming our King. Music will play, hearts will sing, arms stretched to Heaven in worship, and the Word of God proclaiming His glory across the airwaves to the  nations!

King of Kings

In the darkness, we were waiting
Without hope, without light
'Til from Heaven You came running
There was mercy in Your eyes
To fulfill the law and prophets
To a virgin came the Word
From a throne of endless glory
To a cradle in the dirt

 

Praise the Father, praise the Son
Praise the Spirit, three in one
God of glory, Majesty
Praise forever to the King of Kings

 

To reveal the kingdom coming
And to reconcile the lost
To redeem the whole creation
You did not despise the cross
For even in Your suffering
You saw to the other side
Knowing this was our salvation
Jesus for our sake You died

 

Praise the Father, praise the Son
Praise the Spirit, three in one
God of glory, Majesty
Praise forever to the King of Kings

 

And the morning that You rose
All of Heaven held its breath
'Til that stone was moved for good
For the Lamb had conquered death
And the dead rose from their tombs
And the angels stood in awe
For the souls of all who'd come
To the Father are restored
And the church of Christ was born
Then the Spirit lit the flame
Now this gospel truth of old
Shall not kneel, shall not faint
By His blood and in His name
In His freedom I am free
For the love of Jesus Christ
Who has resurrected me, ohh

 

Praise the Father, praise the Son
Praise the Spirit, three in one
God of glory, Majesty
Praise forever to the King of Kings

Praise forever to the King of Kings

 

-Hillsong Worship

 

 

Don't allow the enemy to extinguish the Light!