The Palm of His Hand

A lot has happened this week, some big events and some small. It was my son's first birthday and it struck me just how fast time moves as we get older. 

When youre in grade school, high school, college, time seems to move rather slow. Once you get a job it seems to move faster since you get into more of a routine. Then comes marriage and time seems to move a little quicker. Everything around you is changing at the same rate. But then you have a child and wow does time fly. Every day is marked by something new and we can see the change happening.

But once again we celebrate Palm Sunday this week and standing for the Gospel brings me back to my childhood. I remember looking forward to Palm Sunday because of the palms but then getting so antsy during the Gospel and wishing it were over so I could sit down. Well now I have a child of my own and I can understand how hard it must have been on my parents to have a child like me during Palm Sunday ;) It really is only a few minutes longer but it can seem like an eternity to a child.

Ive heard the same reading for 31 years now and something new always jumps out at me. The words dont change but I do and God has something new prepared for me each time I hear them. Things around us are always changin but God never does, and thank God He doesnt.