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A variant of this question was recently posed to me as, "What kind of Savior do you want? When I realized there have been times my thoughts have ventured in this direction, I was convicted.
The day Jesus rode the donkey colt down the Mount of Olives into Jerusalem, the people believed He was the Savior they wanted. "Hosanna, in the highest!" They shouted. He was finally going to be the one to rescue them from the physical grip of Rome.

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