Maybe today you are craving community.
Maybe for the first time in a long time, you're longing to be part of a Palm Sunday gathering.
To celebrate the arrival of the Messiah into Jerusalem. Knowing the horrible, beautiful thing that is to come.
Wishing you could be part of a throng that is throwing palm branches on the ground, crying out "Hosannah!" Save us.
But instead of mourning the aloneness on this day of community, maybe we can celebrate it.
Instead of being part of the crowd, let's be the palm branch.
Picture laying yourself, your life, before the One who is life. Who sacrificed Himself but then broke the grave wide open for you.
Ponder it. Rejoice in it. Accept the gift that is today, in a new way. Instead of mourning, sit in wonder and worship.
On this day when you cannot be part of the crowd, be the branch.