R.C. Sproul

His name is Davy.

No one has ever ridden him before, but I think he will be able to do the job.

Davy wondered, what are they going to have me do?

Whatever it is, it seems important to these men.

They led Davy down the road.

Soon he saw a crowd.

The two men spoke to the person who seemed to be in charge and called him by his name, Jesus.

Some of the people in the group put their coats on Davy's back.

Then to Davy's astonishment, Jesus got on his back.

It felt strange to have someone sitting on his back, but Davy was excited too.

He started to walk toward Jerusalem carrying Jesus.

As they went down the road, a multitude of people came around and put their coats and palm branches on the ground in front of Davy and Jesus.

They began to sing, shout, and wave palms in the air saying, Hosanna, blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord, even the King of Israel.

Davy was amazed by what he was hearing.

He thought, a king is riding on my back.

I can't believe that I have been chosen to carry a king.

Davy made up his mind to carry the king to the best of his ability.

He stepped carefully along the path of coats and palm branches, and he tried hard to carry Jesus smoothly.

After Davy and Jesus came into Jerusalem, Jesus got down

and patted Davy's back.