SING HOSANNA UNTO THE LORD
(I Love This Print)
Growing up with a preacher-man as a father you can imagine that attending church each Sunday and participating in worship was a very big part of my life. We rarely, if ever, missed a service, even though there were many times I would much rather have stayed snuggled-up warm in my bed than dress for church for the gazillionth time. :)
Still, some of the best memories from my childhood surround attending Sunday School , especially on Palm and Easter Sunday. I loved the Cantatas (Choir Specials) and the always delightful children's programs. The waving of the palm branches depicting Jesus' entrance to the City always set my heart to wondering.
As an adult I'm a little embarassed to tell you that most times I was more interested in the church-wide egg hunts and devouring my candy-filled Easter basket than learning about things that were Holy. However, somehow after years of instruction the message of God's love and the sacrifice of His beloved Son were understood.
I am so thankful that God truly understands and loves the hearts of His children...and that He saw fit to bless my siblings and I with amazing parents who never wavered in their teachings.
In my heart I proudly wave my Palm Branch...willingly welcoming His presence in my life~
HOSANNA! BLESS YOU KING OF KINGS!
Love, Rebecca
