Between a Rock and a Hard Place
copyright 2002 by Bryan McAnally
Here he comes
Are you sure its Him?
Oh, yeah, I'm sure.
How can you tell?
I just can. And if you just look at Him, you'll be sure, too.
Well, okay...it is Him. So now what?
I'm going to praise Him
Praise Him? What does that mean?
I don't know, really. But I just can't hold it back any longer.
Hold what back?
My voice.
Your voice?
My voice.
I don't mean to be cynical, but...
But what?
Your voice isn't much to behold.
Says who?
Says me, that's who.
I bet its beautiful to the one who made me!
Well, I can't argue that. I've always said that you've got features that only your daddy could love.
Well, my voice is no different. And I'm about to shout out my praise.
Again, I don't mean to be so...contrarian...
But?
But, you aren't going to be saying anything.
Oh yeah?
Yeah.
Why not?
Because you aren't allowed.
I'm not allowed.
You're not allowed.
Says who?
Says Him.
wow. look at how close He is.
He really is impressive.
Even though He's not much to look at.
now you're beginning to sound like them.
You know what I mean.
Yes, I do, but still....
Well, at least I know who He is.
They can't seem to get that figured out, can they?
Prophet. Priest. King. Reincarnation of someone else...
Yeah, but we know...
He's God.
God.
In the flesh.
In the flesh.
Skin and bones
Heart and soul.
God in man.
The Word...incarnate.
And that's why I'm going to shout it out.
Why?
So they can get it straight!
But you can't!
But they're making it so much harder than it needs to be!
You still can't!
Maybe if they heard it from me, they'd figure it out!
No, probably not.
But maybe they would!
My friend, that's not your call to make!
But if I shouted my praise...
You...
my love
can't...
my worship
do...
my adoration
that!
I know.
As long as one of them is around offering their praise...
I have to remain...
Close-mouthed.
Muzzled
Restrained.
Censored.
Silent.
Wait...
What?
Look at Him.
I can't not look at Him. He is Lord.
But doesn't He look sad?
Why is He sad? People are throwing their coats before Him, singing Hosannah.
Maybe He knows something we don't.
Uh...yeah, probably.
Sarcasm never did suit you well. Where do you think He's going?
I can't even imagine.
He looks so sad.
And yet He goes.
Of course He does. He's on a mission.
He'll accomplish His purpose.
Of course He will.
He's God.
Praise His Name.
Jesus.
Lord.
God.
Almighty.
Amen.
***
Then, as He was now drawing near the descent of the Mount of Olives, the whole multitude of the disciples began to rejoice and praise God with a loud voice for all the mighty works 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 called to Him from the crowd, "Teacher, rebuke Your disciples.'' But He answered and said to them, "I tell you that if these should keep silent, the stones would immediately cry out.''
Luke 19:37-40