Love of Our Church

Palm Sunday is one of my favorite Masses of the year. So many people dread going because of the attendance and the length of the Mass. I absolutely love both of those things. My heart beats a little faster every time I know we'll have more people than usual joining us for the morning. Sharing Christ in the Eucharist with all our brothers and sisters is a wonderful thing and it makes me truly happy. I also love all of the little things that go on during Palm Sunday Mass. From the loft where I sit I can see everything going on in the church. I get to see the view from above as everyone turns to face the center of the church and I get to watch excitedly as the procession moves through the whole of the building. I absolutely love the entrance procession at every Mass, but especially this one. I love watching the priest and deacon as they make their way around the altar, come up together, and together bow to kiss the altar. I love the organ at my church as it blasts away while they quietly and respectfully make their way to the seats. I love watching the altar boys or girls (I know, I know) walk down the aisles behind the priest (or in front for the other days) and the crucifix as it makes its way through all the people. I love knowing that Jesus is truly there with us. I am admittedly a lover of glitz and glam and I'm not ashamed of it. God deserves every bit of that beautiful Mass and more! I could not be more satisfied with Mass today and I am very grateful for my church.