Palm Sunday

I just love this time of year!  There is so much meaning and symbolism that helps us to delve deeper into our faith.  I always feel like this is the closest we come to touching Jesus...like time traveling back to the time when Jesus waked the earth..."when the ink was wet" as my theology teacher told us.

Today is Palm Sunday and it begins the Holy Week that culminates on Easter Sunday.  The Easter Season does not end but continues for an additional 50 days which ends with Pentecost.

Today we began Mass outside of the parish hall where we gathered to hear God's Word.  Palm branches were distributed and we processed into the church singing Hosanna.  I always love it when the boys altar serve but especially on these special feast days.  Today Henry and Sean were both serving.

I will say that the full effect of the celebration was not present for me today.  Michael was at his military training and Little Miss was not being cooperative.  I have learned that the best thing to do in this situation is find one small part of the Mass to find focus and not let the moment be lost completely.

I felt comfort in seeing the large crucifix behind the altar covered.  It helps to build the anticipatory nature of the season.  I always try to imagine back to how the disciples felt so long ago.  I am sure it must have been a time of confusion and concern for all that they knew.  Waiting for the Messiah would have been a terrible burden.  I can hardly be patient for every day events...much less an event that would change the world forever!