There’s something sacred about the rhythm of Holy Week—the way it carries us from the joyful shouts of “Hosanna!” on Palm Sunday to the somber stillness of Good Friday, and finally to the life-giving joy of Easter Sunday. Each moment tells a piece of the greatest love story ever written.

Palm Sunday: The Promise of a King

Palm Sunday is a day of celebration. Jesus enters Jerusalem, not on a stallion, but on a humble donkey. The people wave palm branches and lay down their cloaks, shouting, “Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!” It’s easy to picture ourselves in that crowd, full of hope and expectation. How often do we cry out for God to move in our lives, just as they did, wanting Him to show up in power and change everything?

And yet, Jesus came not to conquer governments, but to conquer hearts. Not to overthrow, but to overcome.

Good Friday: The Silence of Saturday

By Friday, the crowds had turned. The same voices that cried “Hosanna” now shouted “Crucify Him.” The shift is jarring—and painfully human. We’ve all had moments where disappointment changed our faith, where we wondered if God had abandoned us in our suffering.

But Good Friday is not the end of the story. Even in the darkness, God was at work. Jesus bore the weight of our sin—not because we earned it, but because love demanded it. And in the silence of Saturday, when it seemed like all hope was lost, heaven was preparing for a miracle.

Easter Sunday: The Hope of Resurrection

And then—Sunday.

The stone was rolled away. Death lost its sting. Jesus walked out of the grave, victorious, and with Him came the promise that no darkness is too deep, no burden too heavy, and no story too broken for redemption.

Easter reminds us that even when life feels like a long Saturday of waiting and silence, resurrection is coming. Hope is not just a wish—it’s a Person. And He is alive.

Hope for Today

Wherever you are in your journey—waving palms, standing at the foot of a cross, or waiting in the tomb of a long Saturday—know this: God is not finished.

Maybe you’re carrying grief, doubt, or worry. Maybe you’re praying for a breakthrough or just trying to hang on. Easter is the beautiful reminder that we serve a God who brings dead things to life. His love meets us in our pain, walks with us through our waiting, and brings us out into the light.

This Holy Week, let your heart be lifted by the truth that Jesus didn’t just come to change the world—He came to change you. To give you life, hope, and a future that no tomb could hold back.

He is risen. He is with you. And He is always enough.