Palm Sunday

Palm Sunday

 

      Liliana and Vera Rose both really connected with the symbolism of the palms this past Sunday for Palm Sunday, or at least really loved their palm branches (which they called "Pom Poms").  After a Sunday School lesson specifically about Jesus riding into Jerusalem over the palms as people called "Hosanna," the girls were enchanted to find palms strewn down the aisle when we entered the sanctuary for the worship service.  Then, for each member of our family to receive palm branches as we exited, was true delight.  Liliana was thrilled to not only carefully place her palm branch in a vase once we arrived home, but to find pictures of Jesus and palms in some of our Easter books. 
       Unlike Christmas, I think Easter and the Lenten season hold so much depth and mystery and tragedy and sacrifice that it seems beyond the understanding of toddlers in so many ways (although I know I must never underestimate the brilliance of children because their faith can far exceed adults) that it was bliss to see the girls connecting with the palm branch, learning that God is great and worthy of worship and praise.