Now, however, I go with her to church so I have the sense of weekly continuity in a community, as well as the ebb and flow of the liturgical year. And as we gear up for this year's Holy Week, that is especially apparent as we both have heightened senses of awareness since she will be received on Saturday. Of course, I do take a more removed view of the whole thing which I experience in a narrative, not spiritual sense.
The Cathedral had an enthusiastic Palm Sunday service today, with a long procession around the block (escorted by San Diego's Finest) and a Samba band and dancers. There were long streamers, and banners, and more than 200 parishioners waving palm fronds and they processed to Jerusalem. So what's with doing the preview of the Passion on Palm Sunday? Seems to jump past the party and the enthusiasm straight to the end, without the deliberate pace of the entirety of Holy Week. I'm with MadPriest, who writes,
I knew I was right! So drama-wise, I'm going to try to ignore that flash-forward of the Passion we heard today, and focus on the here-and-now narrative vector of Maundy Thursday, Holy Friday, and the Saturday Vigil. That strikes me as the way to tell the story.
I have decided to do Holy Week this year as I think it should be done and damn tradition. I started today by completely ditching the Passion bit of Palm Sunday and going back to the Book of Common Prayer's template of today concentrating on Christ's triumphant entry into Jerusalem. I remember, when I was a kid, that Palm Sunday was a joyous day with lots of "Hosannas!" I also remember how intense the betrayal of Christ a few days later felt when shown up against the jubilation of Palm Sunday. The Catholic insistence on getting the entrance to Jerusalem over and done with before the service proper so that most of the time can be spent on the trial and crucifixion of Christ completely buggers up this stark contrast between joy and sorrow as you leave church on Palm Sunday feeling just sadness and guilt.
At least this year I get to spend it with my wife.