There I was. The massive trees shaded the small church with glimpses of light peeking around their branches. Their arms held high in adoration of the sacredness. My eyes left the sky and returned to the invitation:
Palm Sunday Service: 11:00 Mount Hermon. Please enter in reverence and silence. Come with expectation.
Entering with only my smile for a hello, an old hymn sang from the pipes of the organ. The traditional service flooded my senses and my eyes began to sweat. The communion invitation came. Before the line could form, a thundering of feet sounded. Running toward the alter, expectantly, joyfully—a young woman held her hands in the air, arriving first at Christ’s table. Her excitement created contagious laughter. Receive, eat, drink; “Do this in remembrance of Me.”
The woman next to me remained seated—the one who sobbed so hard during worship, it shook the wooden pew. Was it the the immense presence of God that moved her to tears? She untied her shoes, slowly slipped her feet out of them, and removes her socks. What is she doing? Oh yes. Moses did this. Remove your shoes, you are standing on Holy ground. Her soul was moved by this Holy experience. Communion would not be her ritual, she understood the Christ sacrifice.
I followed the barefoot woman. It was my turn to partake. I approached those waiting to give. A deep voice whispered my name:
“Dawna, this is my body that was broken for you.” I take the bread.
Turning to the woman holding the decorative glass; “Dawna, this is my blood that was shed for you. Eat and drink in remembrance of me.”
I take, I dip, I pray, I eat. I reflect:
Do I truly understand the meaning of The sacrifice for me?
Jesus traded in the exhalation, crowds worshiping and and singing; “Hosanna! Hosanna! Hosanna in the highest!” He left that Palm Sunday and willingly entered the week that was before Him: The last supper, the Garden of Gethsemane, the dusty road of Calvary.
As I begin Holy week, I reflect on the women at the Palm Sunday service and what they taught my heart:
Remove my shoes and all that hinders me from approaching Holy ground.
Run toward the table of sacrifice with expectation.
Receive His love abundantly.
“Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.” Hebrews 12:1-2 NIV