A Reflection on the Weight and Wonder of Holy Week
This has been a heavy week.
Really heavy.
And this year, Holy Week has felt different.
Don't get me wrong — I have always been so grateful for what the cross means for me.
But this year, I feel it so much deeper.
Maybe it's because I've been spending more intentional time with God.
Maybe I'm more aware of His presence.
Maybe, in the way He's been refining me, I'm more sensitive to Him.
Maybe it's because the world feels so heavy and chaotic right now.
Or maybe it's because, day by day this week, I've been placing myself there.
Walking Through Holy Week Day by Day
Palm Sunday — the welcoming, the excitement, the hope.
Monday — walking into the temple and seeing a place meant for worship turned into something else. Feeling his anger at that.
Tuesday — hearing Jesus talk about faith.
Real faith. Deep faith.
Not just the appearance of it, but fully surrendered faith.
Wednesday — thinking about how someone so close to Him, who spent so much time with Him, who saw the miracles firsthand… someone He loved… would still choose to betray Him for 30 pieces of silver.
Thursday — knowing what was coming, and still choosing to kneel and wash the disciples' feet.
A servant's job.
Washing the feet of someone He knew would betray Him in the most unthinkable way.
Good Friday
Can you imagine?
Knowing what was coming — the ridicule, the weight… not just of the cross, but of our sins.
Yours. Mine.
The flogging. The nails.
And still choosing it.
Choosing it so that you and I could be free.
How does that not hit us?
Maybe it's hitting harder this year for all of these reasons. And that's okay.
I want to feel it.
I want to be fully surrendered.
He deserves that.
The Honest Truth
Judas betrayed Him for 30 pieces of silver.
And if we're being honest…
we do the same thing in small ways every day. Except, we are the ones paying.
Father, I am so humbled by what You did for me.
So undeserving. So grateful.
Let my life from this day forward be a testimony of that gratitude.
Help me to be fully surrendered to You.
Your will… not mine.