The palms are blessed, the are a sacramental, they are not meant for
poking
picking
tickling
waving like a flag
swinging like a sword
peeling into tiny pieces
or
tying up prisoners
Charlie y Henry no comprendo. Yeah, between my widening baby bottom and Steve's death grip, we did our ever-lovin' best to keep those palms pinned down until the final blessing. Despite the momentary distraction of the palm smacking, I really was able to settle into a place of peace and anticipation for the upcoming celebration of Holy Week, thanks to a little early morning prayer time.
I've found it difficult to sleep past 6 a.m. these past couple of weeks, and have embraced the good that has come from third trimester discomfort in the form of a quiet home, a cup of coffee and time to pray. This morning, I came across a portion of a homily written by St. Andrew of Crete, and found it to be quite inspiring:
Let us go together to meet Christ on the Mount of Olives. Today he returns from Bethany
and proceeds of his own free will toward his holy and blessed passion, to consummate the
mystery of our salvation. He who came down from heaven to raise us from the depths of sin,
to raise us with himself, we are told in Scripture, above every sovereignty, authority and
power, and every other name that can be named, now comes of his own free will to make
his journey to Jerusalem. He comes without pomp or ostentation. As the psalmist says:
He will not dispute or raise his voice to make it heard in the streets. He will be meek
and humble, and he will make his entry in simplicity.
Let us run to accompany him as he hastens toward his passion, and imitate those who
met him then, not by covering his path with garments, olive branches or palms, but by
doing all we can to prostrate ourselves before him by being humble and by trying to live
as he would wish. Then we shall be able to receive the Word at his coming, and God,
whom no limits can contain, will be within us. ~ St. Andrew Andrew of Crete
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May your Holy Week be beautiful and blessed!
Maxi Dress: Target
Cardigan: Old Navy
Black Patent Wedge Sandals: Payless
Accessories: Bling
You look gorgeous!!!
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness prettiest preggo ever. That hot pink is your color. And our priest encouraged palm waving as the procession made its way through the church so guess what our boys did for the next 90 minutes or so…plus lots of shredding.
ReplyDeleteYou are so lovely! That is a wonderful and versatile black maxi dress and I love the pop of the pink sweater and jewelry. I love your list of No-Nos at the beginning regarding the palms. My kids did all of them in the first two minutes except the last one before we confiscated them for the remainder of Mass.
ReplyDeleteBefore Mass even started, our 4 year old, who was being held by our daughter with his head on her shoulder, was trying to get the tip of his palm inside the nose of the woman behind my daughter. I hear ya about trying to keep the palms down.
ReplyDeleteYou look gorgeous, inside and out.
Ah! You looks so great, and what an awesome dress for pregnancy!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely blog. I really like how you accessorize your WIWS outfits. Blessed Holy Week!
ReplyDeleteI love your outfit! And the tree behind you is beautiful :) New follower! I'm excited to explore your blog!
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful mama! And, the outfit is so pretty and looks super comfy! Prayers for a lovely Holy Week! We actually didn't pick up our palms till after Mass to avoid the toddler struggles.
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