If you are reading this right now, there is a good chance you are home.
And if you are home, there is a good chance you are safe and sound.
Maybe even comfortable.
It's nice isn't it?
Now imagine you were reading this post, and your CNN or BBC news feed popped up and warned of a terrible, terrible event happening in the town right next to you.
Imagine a group of men had roadblocked the entrances to that town and were killing folks one-by-one as they entered. And another group of men was going door to door in that town torturing people.
Would you get up from your chair, grab your car keys, and drive towards that town?
Of course not.
As horrible as it sounds, you'd be fine because you'd be safe and sound in your town. In your comfy home.
But what if you later found out that one of your loved ones was in that town?
Would you do it then?
How long would you have to think about it before you nervously gathered up the strength to drive into danger? How sick would your stomach be?
Would you put your own safety aside and risk death to save a loved one?
I used to think of Palm Sunday as a glorious day. I imagined Jesus riding peacefully into a palm-branch-lined Jerusalem. The sun was shining. Puffy white clouds were in the air. People were overjoyed to see Him.
Then I looked at it from our Savior's point of view.
He basically chose to ride into a town where people were ready to kill Him.
And He knew it.
But He did it to save His loved ones.
I hope you are having a Blessed Lent.