The people yelled in the streets, “Hosanna” which means help or save us. “Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!” (Mathew 21:9).
People milling around Jerusalem, preparing for the Passover heard the commotion. “What’s going on?” They asked. “It’s the prophet, Jesus of Galilee,”
others responded excitedly.
The promise of the Messiah had been passed down from generation to generation. It must have seemed surreal to have him appear in their lifetime. Who had not prayed that the anointed One would come while they were alive? Those who had lost hope of ever seeing the Promised One now dared to consider the possibility that he had now come. If this were not the Christ, would the Christ do greater works than this man? (John 7:31).
We also look for the Anointed One to return, but not in regards to removing our sin. We look for him to come to take us home with him (I Thessalonians 4:16; Hebrews 9:28).
Each generation since Christ’s resurrection has looked for his return. Each generation that passes brings us one generation closer, until the generation is born who will see his coming. One generation will expect his return and will see it. Who’s to say we are not the ones?
