One of the realities of my quarantine for the pandemic is that I've lost touch with the liturgical calendar. With my planned excursion to Minneapolis for Easter I suggested a lunch on Friday. This pastor replied "Sorry, can't do it on Good Friday." While I knew Easter was that Sunday it hadn't occurred to me that that Friday would be Good Friday. Uffda.
There were no palms for me on this Palm Sunday. A fifty degree day with full sun makes it a beautiful day. Still, I miss the Palm Sunday procession and especially the children waving their palms. What have I missed most during my isolation?...being with my family, and second to that, not being able to go to church.
The time is coming! 😀
Takk for alt,
Al
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