Fear not, daughter of Zion; Behold, your King is coming, Sitting on a donkey’s colt.
John 12:15, NKJV
On date night my wife and I reclined in fancy theater seats to watch a movie about fancy people eating a fancy dinner. Fancy that! King George V, grandfather to Queen Elizabeth, was coming to Downton Abbey for dinner and an overnight stay. The excitement upstairs was only surpassed by the hustling and bustling downstairs, where the butlers, footmen, cooks, waiters, and lady’s maids were overjoyed with the prospect of serving their King.
Part of me views the monarchy as a stuffy and snobby institution betraying my American convictions on equality. On the other hand, there is something in the pomp and ceremony that is utterly majestic, noble, and dignified. Jesus satisfies both sensibilities. Though His entrance into Jerusalem was humble and unassuming, Jesus will one day reign as the King of Kings, receiving all of the glory, laud, and honor that His servants can bestow upon Him. What an exciting privilege it is to serve the King!