Dear friends,
This Sunday, we mark Palm Sunday—the beginning of Holy Week—remembering Jesus’ entry into Jerusalem. The crowds lined the streets, waving branches and crying out, “Hosanna! Hosanna!”—not as a cheer of celebration, but as a desperate plea: “Save us. Save us.”
It can be tempting to imagine this moment like a royal procession—orderly, triumphant, full of spectacle. But Palm Sunday is closer to a protest than a parade. It is the cry of a suffering people longing for liberation, for peace, for a different kind of world.
Perhaps a more fitting image is what just happened on Wednesday in Rome, where Israeli and Palestinian mothers walked barefoot hand in hand, calling for peace and for an end to violence and greater protection for children. “Save us,” they cry. And still, that cry echoes.
As fear and uncertainty grow, and as the world feels increasingly fragile, we are invited into a different posture: to wait for the Lord, to keep watch, to take heart. This is not passive waiting, but active trust—allowing ourselves to be transformed by love, so that we may become people who resist fear, who embody peace, who take part in God’s work of healing the world—beating swords into ploughshares and learning war no more.
But this path is not easy. It calls us to let go—to die to ourselves—so that we may truly live.
We invite you to journey with us through this Holy Week—from Palm Sunday, to Maundy Thursday, to Good Friday, and finally to Easter Sunday—as we walk together through love, loss, lament, hope, and resurrection. Welcome home.
In the name of Jesus, the Prince of Peace,
Shalom, Salaam,
miak