The Beginning of Holy Week

I love palm Sunday here. I love that the children process with palms through the stone-housed streets of St. Andrews and arrive at the front of the church in time to have the palms blessed with stained-glass light streaming in on them. I love that the whole church receives palms and then process outside singing hymns on the front lawn. I love the triumph of this day and yet, I am aware of what comes next and of the brutal truth before the resurrection. But we are on the way to the Mystery of Easter and we are glad to be on the path of Holy week.