Palm Sunday

“Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord”

There they were praising him. Shouting Hosanna. Fanning Him with their palm leaves. Celebrating Him for simply coming into town.

Already they were in awe of Him. Amazed by the wonderous things He had done and accomplished. They loved Him for that.

But little did they know of what was to come.

Yes, there would be suffering, but there would also be the greatest miracle- and act of love- humanity has ever experienced.


I love God. There is absolutely no doubt about that.

This week- Holy Week- will cause more tears than any other week in the year. It always does. Because I love Jesus, and I think about what Jesus did and I am immediately moved to tears.

And now I’m thinking about how these people celebrated the glimpse of Jesus they got. They celebrated what He had so far accomplished not even realizing what more He was going to do.

Then in the same way I celebrate Jesus. I thank Him constantly for the things He has done in my life. For the ways that He has provided for me. For the ways that He continues to love me. Simply in the fact that He will listen to me blabber at any and all times of the day through prayer- because let’s be honest, not everyone wants to talk to me all the time… But Jesus does. And so I will celebrate Him.

But I don’t even realize what’s about to come.

Because in this Lenten season, I have been suffering. I have been moving through each day just trying to survive. Just trying not to completely break down and give up. This is absolutely nothing in comparison to the physical pain Jesus suffered while being put up on that cross, but in my suffering I have felt absolutely beaten down.

So, I’m ready. I’m expectant that God is going to do something amazing. Resurrect the seemingly dead things in my life. Restore broken relationships. Bring life to what feels lifeless. He did that with Jesus. He resurrected Him, He restored humanity through Him, and He gave life to us because of Him. And even if I just get a piece of that- small, small piece… I have even more reason to keep celebrating Him.