“Though you make your nest as high as an eagle’s, I will bring you down from there,” declares the Lord. Jeremiah 49:16
Almost 2 years ago, my wife Myrna and I walked down the road where Jesus walked on Palm Sunday. To the left of us was the garden of Gethsemane, and in front, as we walked down the hill was the East gate of Jerusalem in the distance. Jesus walked through that gate on Palm Sunday 2000 years ago on the way to the Temple, as He will again when He returns. He promised He would when He ascended to the Father.
However, back then when Jesus rode into Jerusalem on Palm Sunday, the multitudes lined the streets to celebrate and usher Him as their deliverer. Too long had they been under the iron hand of Rome; now it looked like the Roman reign was over. Those who threw palms on the ground that day had either heard of or saw the great miracles He had done. Some of those marvelous wonders included healing the sick, bringing the dead to life, feeding thousands with just a few baskets of food, and even quelling a storm. It is little wonder they demonstrated such confidence in Jesus that day. But Jesus did not come to be their deliverer over the Romans; His purpose was much greater. He came to stir their nests, to save and move them where they needed to be with Him and themselves.
The following illustration of a farmer and a bird’s nest is a way to picture this intention of God, whether it was with those who yelled “Hosanna” as Jesus passed so many years ago, or those who are yelling today for understanding when God “seems” to do the opposite of what is desired.
A farmer’s attention was drawn to a bird that was busily engaged in building its nest. Unfortunately, the spot it had chosen was in a heap of dead branches recently pruned from some trees. Realizing that this was a dangerous place for hatching a brood of songsters, the farmer destroyed the work of the industrious bird. The next day, the persistent mother-to-be tried again, and for a second time, the farmer thwarted her efforts. On the third day, the bird finally constructed her nest on a limb near the man’s kitchen door. This time he gave an approving smile and let it remain. The unsafe pile of branches from which he had twice driven her was burned long before the bird’s eggs ever hatched.
Like that unknowing feathered creature, we too find that our plans are thwarted, and our lives are uprooted at times. We wonder why God must break up the earthly nests we have struggled and worked so hard to build. But were we able to see as He sees, we would know that He seeks for us a higher destiny, a place of greater security and provision for our needs. Oh, that we would learn to trust God in the dark passages of life with childlike simplicity, never questioning His wisdom and goodness, even when He must create unrest in our nest.
Therefore as a gift to God during this Easter season, which begins on Palm Sunday, tell Him, “I will try and not question your will and direction anymore in my life, for You know what is best for me in every situation.” And thank you again, for giving up your life on the cross, the best plan ever.
Have a wonderful Palm Sunday; honor Him with your presence in the church,