Merwin VanDoornik

READ : Mark 11:1-11

We think of “Hosanna” as a shout of praise, but the basic meaning of this Hebrew word is “Help!” It is an SOS cry. That appears to be the way the first Palm Sunday crowd used it. Having heard of Jesus’ ability to feed an army with a school boy’s lunch and His recent accomplishment of bringing a dead Lazarus back to life, they were convinced He was a candidate for the monarchy. “Jesus, Help! Expel our hated Roman rulers. You be our King!” How disappointed they were when Jesus, after riding into the capitol city on the wave of the crowd’s enthusiasm, merely looked around and walked back out.

Almost two thousand years later we repeat the same error. “Help, Lord!” we cry and then proceed to dictate what He must do. The late C.S. Lewis, British “apostle to the skeptics” has an appropriate illustration. A converted person often says: “Welcome, Christ, into the living room of my life. Glad to have You here but please stay in this front room; that’s my religious life. I am not eager that You should learn about the den where I conduct my business or the recreation room of my social life.” But Christ is no person’s slave. When He takes over, He begins a complete job of remodeling and redecorating.


“Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way! Thou art the Potter, I am the clay. Mold me and make me after Thy will, while I am waiting, yielded and still.” (Adelaide Pollard)