Sunday, April 13, 2014

How He Comes To Us

A Palm Sunday prayer for worship:


How He Comes To Us


So this is how he came to us. 
Slowly…Quietly…Peacefully. 
He came to us riding a donkey. 
There was little pomp and circumstance. 
No trumpets blew. 
No armor clinked. 
No stallions marched. 
No enemies chained. 
Just Jesus on his donkey. 
As far as kings go, this isn’t what you would expect.  Yet, this is how he came to us.

This is how he came to us. 
Born in a stable. 
Laid in a donkey’s feed trough. 
His nursery was populated with sheep and goats. 
He came to us with stories and riddles. 
He came to us with preaching and teaching. 
He came to us with powerful healing and radical welcome. 
He came to us washing feet. 
He came to us embodying sacrifice and service. 
He came to us with holes in his hands and feet. 
As far as humans go, this isn’t what you would expect.  Yet, this is how he came to us.

And this is how he comes to us. 
Slowly…Quietly…Peacefully. 
He comes to us in the most unexpected ways. 
He comes to us in the embrace of children and the tales of the elderly. 
He comes to us in the ears of friends and the eyes of strangers. 
He comes to us in bread and wine, in sermon and song, in prayer and giving.  
He comes to us in small acts of love, genuine acts of hospitality, authentic acts of forgiveness. 
He comes to us in the least of these. 

He comes to us whenever we come to Him. 
He comes to us whenever we reach for peace instead of war, truth instead of ignorance, welcome rather than exclusion. 
He comes to us when we have no idea where we are going. 
He comes to us amidst our tears, our fears, our doubts. 
Over and over again, he comes to us. 
As far as gods go, this isn’t what you would expect.  Yet, this is how he comes to us.


He does not come to us in the shouts as much as in the whispers.  This is how he comes to us… TODAY… NOW…so listen…

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