STONES CRYING OUT

In the Gospel of Luke we read the story where Jesus asked his disciples to go and borrow a colt for him to ride on into Jerusalem. The text: “And as he rode along, they spread their cloaks on the road. As he was drawing near—already on the way down the Mount of Olives—the whole multitude of his disciples began to rejoice and praise God with a loud voice for all the mighty works that they had seen, saying, “Blessed is the King who comes in the name of the Lord! Peace in heaven and glory in the highest!”  And some of the Pharisees in the crowd said to him, “Teacher, rebuke your disciples.” He answered, “I tell you, if these were silent, the very stones would cry out.”

I believe it has been a decision ever since for us to make the choice of rejoicing and praising the Lord…or not. I know if I don’t the rocks will. I don’t want to be out-praised by a rock.

May my heart of stone cry out, “Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord.”

“I tell you, if these were silent, the very stones would cry out.” Jesus