Palm Branches and Swing Dances
April 2, 2012
It kind of rhymes, you guys.
Let’s forget the fact that it’s in the 40s with a chance of snow today. Let’s focus on this past weekend and how it was in the 80s. “Always focus on the past.” That’s the old saying, right?
My friend Diana had some of her besties in town, so on Saturday we did fun things in Denver. We visited the Highlands, which is where I want to live someday in a darling old house filled with hardwood floors and radiators. We shopped and accidentally bought a couple of things. We ate lunch in a cute little house that has been turned into a delish Italian restaurant, and we took pictures of the tulips that are bright and blooming in March. We walked around downtown and enjoyed Denver like I wish I would every week. But normally I am in the library every week. It is not as fun as exploring Denver.
Then last night a few of us went out to the Mercury Cafe for swing dancing! I hadn’t been there in such a long time, and it was so much fun! I’m not good at swing dancing, but if you have a decent partner, he’ll swing ya in the direction you need to go. There are nice lights and a live band and girls in dresses and gentlemen who ask you to dance. I am going to go there every day.
So my friend Emma informed me of this fun photo challenge for the month of April. There’s a list on this site, and you take a picture of whatever is on the list for the whole month. I may or may not follow through, but I thought I’d at least give it a shot for now. So here’s yesterday’s pic:
I’ve had that mirror as long as I can remember.
My friend Kerry reminded me of this song by Ian Britt, so I’ve been listening to it on repeat like an insane person for hours. Join me.
Yesterday was Palm Sunday, you guys. At our church we all received palm branches and stood outside. We heard the reading about palm Sunday from the Bible, and we said “Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!” Then my friend Kevin played his djembe and we all marched into church waving our branches.
Would you like to know some interesting facts about the word “hosanna”? OK! It is the hiphil stem of the verb “yasha” which means “to save.” It’s the same root as Jesus’ name, Yeshua. In Hebrew, “na” is an interjection which means “please.” Lord, save us please! And he has.
Another cool thing about palm Sunday is that it is just a few days before Passover, my favorite of all the holidays God commanded. We’re celebrating it on Thursday with my small group. I highly encourage you to attend a Passover Seder if you can. It’s amazing. (You can also do your own seder. All you need is a Haggadah to lead you through the liturgy. This is the one I use.) Anyway, the day Jesus entered the city of Jerusalem was also something called “lamb selection day.” In Exodus 12, God gave instructions for the yearly Passover. On the 10th day of the month, each family was to select a lamb without blemish. They would keep that lamb — feed it and care for it and spend time with it — until the 14th day of the month when it would be slaughtered at twilight for the Passover meal. Jesus entered Jerusalem on the day of the lamb selection — unblemished, the one who could and would save. Behold, the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world!
Ok, lessons over for the day.
Spring break has come and gone, which means I should probably spend five days (instead of four) in the library this week. Hope your Monday is off to a good start, friendsies!