Trinity Episcopal church has a Palm Sunday tradition of joining with the Methodist and Lutheran churches that are within walking distance, meeting at the park, bringing in Poncho the donkey, and having a quick joint service before processing back to our individual churches. It is quite the event! This year I didn't see the Lutheran church, causing me to think maybe I invented that? Anyway, the part that is pertinent to the ceremony for me is when they read,
"On this day he entered the holy city of Jerusalem in triumph, and was proclaimed as King of kings by those who spread their garments and branches of palm along the way. Let these branches be for us signs of his victory, and grant that we who bear them in his name may ever hail him as our King, and follow him in the way that leads to eternal life."
That is some powerful imagery. I would love to learn how other faiths celebrate this time of year. For so many different people all over the world to celebrate at certain times of the year, the same times of the year, and including those who follow the seasons and bless their crops only, I find it comforting that we all are doing something together, even if it looks a little different :-)
Funny side story- we usually just get to the 9am kids service by 9:02 and by then everything has begun. The good seats are taken. The good crayons are gone. The music and procession has begun! So today, I was all excited because we got out of the house and to the church with 15 minutes to spare! Imagine my surprise when we walked in to utter silence and a good number of people in silent prayer. Do I stop and contemplate this? Nope. I barrel on in with kids in tow, set up in our pew towards the front, get the kids settled, then look around again. The 7:45 silent service has gone about 20 minutes longer than usual, because it's Palm Sunday. And we just completely interrupted the last 5 minutes of it. Luckily this is a forgiving lot of people and most laughed it off as they wrapped up. Only a few sideways glares were aimed our way and really, if God can send his only son to forgive us all our sins and save us from the fiery depths of hell and despair, y'all can forgive this mom (who single-handedly got kids fed, dressed, and out the door early!) thinking she was early for the kids service and disrupting the last 5 minutes of your service!
The next pics after the church ones are of the auto museum. It's a really neat place on the river. There was one picture today that I had never really paid attention to. There is no plaque near it, nothing special singling it out. But that one picture conveys so much to me about where we've been and our past, and where we are now. See if you can guess which one it is!
Finally, no Sunday is complete with out some baking. Flourless chocolate cake and mini egg, bacon, swiss, and tomato muffins.
"On this day he entered the holy city of Jerusalem in triumph, and was proclaimed as King of kings by those who spread their garments and branches of palm along the way. Let these branches be for us signs of his victory, and grant that we who bear them in his name may ever hail him as our King, and follow him in the way that leads to eternal life."
That is some powerful imagery. I would love to learn how other faiths celebrate this time of year. For so many different people all over the world to celebrate at certain times of the year, the same times of the year, and including those who follow the seasons and bless their crops only, I find it comforting that we all are doing something together, even if it looks a little different :-)
Funny side story- we usually just get to the 9am kids service by 9:02 and by then everything has begun. The good seats are taken. The good crayons are gone. The music and procession has begun! So today, I was all excited because we got out of the house and to the church with 15 minutes to spare! Imagine my surprise when we walked in to utter silence and a good number of people in silent prayer. Do I stop and contemplate this? Nope. I barrel on in with kids in tow, set up in our pew towards the front, get the kids settled, then look around again. The 7:45 silent service has gone about 20 minutes longer than usual, because it's Palm Sunday. And we just completely interrupted the last 5 minutes of it. Luckily this is a forgiving lot of people and most laughed it off as they wrapped up. Only a few sideways glares were aimed our way and really, if God can send his only son to forgive us all our sins and save us from the fiery depths of hell and despair, y'all can forgive this mom (who single-handedly got kids fed, dressed, and out the door early!) thinking she was early for the kids service and disrupting the last 5 minutes of your service!
The next pics after the church ones are of the auto museum. It's a really neat place on the river. There was one picture today that I had never really paid attention to. There is no plaque near it, nothing special singling it out. But that one picture conveys so much to me about where we've been and our past, and where we are now. See if you can guess which one it is!
Finally, no Sunday is complete with out some baking. Flourless chocolate cake and mini egg, bacon, swiss, and tomato muffins.
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