400 years before Jesus was even born, Zechariah prophesied about His triumphal entry into Jerusalem:
Rejoice greatly, O daughter Zion! Shout aloud, O daughter Jerusalem! Lo, your king comes to you; triumphant and victorious is he, humble and riding on a donkey, on a colt, the foal of a donkey.
Are just some of the words I ponder as I look to my King... oh to be one of the many waving branches and laying down cloaks... but one day I look forward to be one of the multitude casting down crowns at His feet!
Be blessed this week.
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