🌿 Palm Leaves, A King’s Path, and the Cross We Carry 🌿

OakvilleJoe
Apr 23
2 min read

🌴 The palm tree—resilient, fruitful, and enduring—offers us more than shade. Often found near the sea, its roots are not only deep-reaching to find water in dry places, but also salt-tolerant, thriving where others might wither. It reminds us that true strength comes not just from growing tall, but from reaching deep—even in life’s harshest soil. 🌱

Its waxy leaves, stretched wide like open hands, serve many: woven into roofs, plates, mats, and even handcrafted into expressions of worship. On Palm Sunday, we see them folded into crosses, flowers, and hearts—symbols not just of praise, but of love and surrender. As the vibrant green fades into a soft ivory, it’s not death, but a quiet offering—a transformation from momentary celebration to lasting devotion.

📖 On the road into Jerusalem, palm branches lined the way. People shouted “Hosanna!” not knowing this humble King on a donkey would soon carry a cross. Not to overthrow Rome, but to redeem hearts. Not to conquer by force, but by obedient love.

Jesus chose a donkey—not a warhorse. 🌾 A beast of burden, a sign of peace. And just as the palm leaf did not demand glory, neither did the Savior. He came to serve, to heal, and to give His life as a ransom.

Palm Sunday calls us to reflect:

🔸 Have we rooted ourselves deeply enough to endure spiritual droughts?

🔸 Are our praises just green and loud, or are we willing to be transformed, even emptied, for a higher purpose?

🔸 Can we offer our lives like a folded leaf—into crosses, flowers, and hearts for Him?

This week, hold your palm creation not just in memory of a moment, but in honor of a journey—from Hosanna to sacrifice, from waving leaves to resurrected life.

🕊️ Blessed Holy Week to all. May we be like the palm: steadfast, fruitful, surrendered—pointing always to the One who reigns.