Noisy dickering greets His entrance to the temple. Not removing idol worshipers, only idols themselves, He overturns tables, watching as traders scramble for coins bouncing around on the stone floor. Crowds receive Jesus' words and healing and children openly praise, but Pharisees shake their heads. Equally sad are Christians who allow their earlier enthusiasm to be dulled by age or materialism. I study faces in that Passover crowd and think I spy my own.
Applause comes easy.
It was waking the next day to my husband's stubby beard and learning to make money stretch when the following through began. No doubt the crowd pounded each other on the back, assuming Jesus would bring quick fixes to national problems. Jesus is not surprised. We call it fickleness of the crowd. Jesus calls it what it is - consistency of the flesh.