Palm Sunday

The Easter season sneaked up on me this year, and it wasn't 'til I saw a bunch of people walking down the road with palm fronds in their hands that I realized what day it was...Palm Sunday.

Important things often happened unexpectedly in Jesus' day, too, and the Gospels are full of people who never seemed to grasp the full significance of what they were witnessing until after the fact. From a human perspective, Jesus really was born in the wrong place, at the wrong time. He confounded friends and enemies alike by refusing to step into their stereotypes of what a Messiah was supposed to be. His greatest work was accomplished through seeming failure; in humiliation, torture, and the obscurity of a garden tomb.

He is never what we expect, but He is always what we need, and even when we don't recognize Him, He is always our Emanuel...God with us.