This is the Word of God: “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, on a colt, the foal of a donkey” (Zech. 9:9).
Jesus entered Jerusalem at last. In the past, He was keeping Hid presence ‘a secret’. This is the only time that He chose visibility because He entered as the King. But even then, it was a surprise entry, a special blessing only for them who had eyes to see…
There was no ‘red carpet’ coming from the religious community. So the ‘ordinary’ crowd along the road, gathered by the Spirit of God, placed their patched coats on the dirty ground for Him…
There were not imported flowers or royal flags to beautify the dusty road. So the people cut off palm branches and offered a wave offering to their King…
There was no ‘mass choir’ singing melodiously, songs rehearsed for the occasion. So the children and the people passing by, they clapped their hands, they danced and cried spontaneously: ‘Hosanna in the Highest! Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!’
The place was rowdy, noisy and dusty as the King of Glory stepped into town riding on a donkey…
Donkeys are ‘low class’ animals. They maximum height is 1, 6 meters. They are always looking tired for they are generally over- worked and underfed. Even today, all over the world, it is only the poor people who use them. They patiently carry great loads on their backs, from morning till evening.
Jesus entered Jerusalem riding on a donkey, slowly making progress, His feet almost touching the ground…that is not the picture you have about a great King. He could have chosen to enter riding on a camel, an elephant or a horse. These are big animals that intimidate the spectators. These are the choice of earthly kings. But He came to the Holy city riding on a female donkey with her coal by her side. What a picture…To the religious leaders, Jesus looked more like a clown than a King…
If it was today, if Jesus came to Warri today…He could have not entered in a black Jeep with tinted windows… with many mopols whipping people with kobokos… with sirens making noise and police lights blinding the eyes… with a select entourage of CAN representatives praying in tongues…NO! No! No!
If Jesus came to Warri today, He could have entered in a Keke (very small car on three tires) and the only people who could have known are they who intercede, who pray for mercy and revival on behalf of this land, forgotten by politicians and wounded by violent men.
May God bless all intercessors that have the burden to pray, that the Desire of all Nations shall manifest, that revival shall come and the Glory of God is revealed to this generation! Worship the King!
Against all odds…the doors of Warri have opened wide, all padlocks broken…The King of glory is now in our midst!
Blessed are you if you can sing Hosanna!