Remembering to thank God

Are you a man who cries? I am. It's often how I choose a story to write about here on this blog. Ann Voskamp writes today,

God cries because His people cry for things that won’t bring them peace.

The people that praise Him quiet on Palm Sunday on the way into the city — are the same crowd that cry “Crucify” loud on Good Friday when it doesn’t go their way.

Jesus weeps because we don’t know the peace that will save us. What brings us peace is always praise.

There are donkey days and I’m the fool who doesn’t recognize how God comes. God enters every moment the way He chooses and this is always the choice: wave a palm or a hammer.

If my thanksgiving is fickle, then my faith is fickle.

Ann comforts her son, who has just had an accident, causing bleeding in his lip.

And we walk out the door for church on Palm Sunday, waving this brazen, unwavering thanks.

Waving it before the Christ walking right there with the palms open wide.

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