(The gospel writer Mark is speaking to us.)
I recall the day Jesus approached Jerusalem. What a day it was! We disciples had ourselves worked up! We were in a frenzy! Looking back, I realize we should have known better. We were thinking that this was the day Jesus would claim his kingship over Israel. He rode on a donkey approaching the city. People cut palm branches, putting them on the road as a kind of “red carpet,” a sign of regal entry. We were shouting, “Hosanna! Blessed is the one who comes in the name of the Lord! Blessed is the coming kingdom of our ancestor David! Hosanna in the highest!”
We were jumping and singing and dancing and laughing. We were excited; we could not be quiet.
But as I look back, I realize that Jesus showed no excitement. As he sat on the donkey, he was silent. He flashed no “v for victory” sign; he did not wave; he did not acknowledge the crowd. He was, I think, in his own zone, looking ahead with eyes fixed on the city.
Lord, keep us safe from the danger of misplaced enthusiasm. Keep us from getting excited about the wrong values. Instead, keep us focused on you. Amen.