I have imagined the reactions and thought processes of those people involved in the Good Friday and Easter narrative.
I hope that it will assist you to meditate on these events with fresh thoughts.
Jesus
always had time for us, even when the rest of society tried to keep us in the
margins. It was felt that we should be seen and not heard.
Even
the disciples didn’t get this new way of thinking. When Jesus wanted to bless
us, they tried to turn us away. He told them off! He wanted us to be close to
Him as He saw that we were the new generation to spread His good news into the
world.
On
one occasion, Jesus put one of us in the middle of the crowd and told them that
they could not enter the kingdom of heaven unless they became like a child.
When
we heard that the Promised One would be coming to Jerusalem, we wanted to do
something to celebrate His arrival. We were at the front of the crowd when
Jesus came down from Bethany riding on the colt of a donkey.
We
were shouting out: ‘Hosanna to the Son of David,’ ‘Blessed is He who comes in
the name of the Lord’ and ‘Hosanna in the highest.’
There
was great excitement for the great Rabbi from Galilee, the man responsible for
so many miracles, was entering the city of Jerusalem. We cut down branches from
the palm trees and laid them and laid them on the road in the parade of
triumph.
There
were some Pharisees who came along to see what was happening – they were real
killjoys. They were not happy at all with what was happening. They called out
to Jesus to tell us off for being so jubilant.
Jesus
told them: ‘I tell you, if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.’
We
didn’t think any more about what Jesus had said as we were so caught up in the
moment – wanting to praise the Promised one.
Later, we were so sad when the adults arrested
Jesus, put Him on trial and decided to kill Him on the cross. We couldn’t work
out what He had done wrong.
Our
parents held us tightly when it came for Jesus to be executed. At the point
that He died, there was an enormous earthquake that really frightened us.
Jesus
had been right all along – even in His death, the rocks were singing out His
praises just as we had done.
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