The Sunday School teacher would line us up smallest to tallest and hand out the palm branches in front of the entrance to the sanctuary. As the organ sounded the first hymn the ushers would swing open the doors and we would troop down the center aisle waving the willowy fronds.
When I grew up, I learned the same crowd that cheered Jesus during His triumphal entry into Jerusalem was likely the same group that condemned Him to death days later. What must Jesus have thought as He rode into town on the donkey. His joy must have been bittersweet - For he knew who was going to betray him - John 13:11. He also knew this crowd for He understood men's hearts.
As I prepare for Easter I've thought about my heart. There are days that my spirit soars and I promise great things for God. I feel at other times like Peter who rejects Christ after promising He'll never leave Him or disappoint Him. It is never a surprise to Christ when I falter or lack faith.
The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure.
Who can understand it?
I am so thankful that Christ loves me while knowing my heart from the start to the finish of my life.
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