On this Palm Sunday, we were celebrating Christ’s entry into Jerusalem. The church and grounds were all beautified by springtime and by the artistry of parishioners who arranged flowers and palm branches.
This year we even had some giant green fronds to soften the harsh lines of scaffolding that can’t be taken down for another couple of months. Last night those were being unloaded from a truck when I was leaving Matins.
By the courtyard poppies and wisteria are blooming.
After liturgy this morning we waved our much smaller palm fronds in the air as we processed around the church singing, “Like the children with the palms of victory, we cry out to Thee, O Vanquisher of Death: Hosannah in the Highest! Blessed is He Who comes in the Name of the LORD!”