Palm Sunday Wonders
I grew up in an intentionally non-liturgical church. That’s not to say we didn’t have a liturgy. It’s just that ours was not anything like the orders of service found in other churches (Catholic, Lutheran, Presbyterian, Methodist and even some Baptist) which observed the Christian calendar. I was probably in my twenties when I learned that Epiphany was something more than just a stunning realization. Lent was, to a rural Southerner, the past tense of loan. Palm Sunday may as well have been the first day of Spring Break in Panama City, Florida. It’s not that we didn’t believe that … Read more…