Palm Sunday is not a ritual but a revelation, a borrowed colt becoming a throne, a dusty road a royal procession. Christ still enters the cities of our hearts, calling us to awaken, to see what brings peace. He laments our blindness and invites us to open our hearts, to face the truth within, and to hear His voice before the moment passes us by. He still laments over our blindness, still invites us to awaken, still offers a Kingdom that cannot be shaken.
