“Then the crowds who went ahead of him and those who followed shouted: ‘Hosanna to the Son of David! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord! Hosanna in the highest heaven!’” (v. 9)

So Jesus rides into town.

He’s the Son of David. A king. He’s riding a donkey, coming gently—a peacemaking king, not a conquistador. Jesus arrives as the fulfillment of believing expectation, as hope in the flesh, and as the only Worthy One.

It was so on that day in Jerusalem. It is so still, in your own heart, as you read and as you worship.

Will you spread your heart’s cloak before Him?

Will you line His paths with the fronds of your worship?

Will you sing and will you shout, for faith made sight?

And will you do it all publicly, as part of the worshiping body, so that all who see Him alongside you will know His worth?

Add your hosanna to the world. Lay down your own life—even your own dignity—to lift up His praise. Worship and proclaim in such a way that no one around you is confused about who He is…and whose you are.

— Tyler