I was reminded yesterday, Palm Sunday, that some historians claim Jesus was not the only leader to process into Jerusalem approximately two millennia ago. Tradition has it that Pontius Pilate, as the Roman governor of the region, led a parade into Jerusalem at the beginning of passover. Roman rulers of the time wanted to demonstrate the power and might of the Roman Empire at a time when Jews gathered in mass in the Holy City. It was important that the Jews knew who was really in authority in the midst of their most holy of religious celebrations. The Pontius Pilate parade was most certainly full of displays of power, military might, and all the pomp and circumstance one might expect of the world's most powerful and influential empire. The interesting point is the contrast between the parade that held a powerful political leader atop a Roman warhorse and the other parade led by a humble but powerful religious leader who sat atop a young, unbroken donkey.
The question we might ask is, “of which parade am I apart?” It would be good to take a moment and ponder the kind of parade that drives the biggest parts of our lives
In addition to reflecting on which parade I am most oriented to in daily living, it also evoked questions about the larger aims of the education we want for our children. The seven to eight hours a day our children spend in school are some the most formative hours of the day and will collectively be one of the most formative experiences of their lives. Do we want this experience to form their hearts and minds around the wrong parade? If the desired outcome of education is status, economic prowess, college admissions, or fitness for competition in a world of scarce resources, then we might be in the wrong parade. But, if we are after humility, a love of the creator, a love of His mind, and high relationships to self and others, then perhaps we will be more equipped to recognize the true King when he strolls into town. Something to think on...