Holy week weekend with Palms and Easter Eggs

Holy week  weekend with Palms and Easter Eggs
It's Holy Saturday and It's been a beautiful and peaceful week running upto the big celebration of Easter. A weekend getaway with a difference -- for a change cutting back on indulgences and looking inwards at our lives.
On Palm Sunday we collected three beautiful 'palms' which were made into crosses by my husband. When the palm is still fresh, one can fold it easily into a cross. The three crosses we put onto our front door in readiness for Easter. People weave the palms in different intricate ways, we just fold it into a simple cross.

The rest of the week to the run up to Maundy Thursday was quiet and we stayed off meat and stuck to a light vegetarian diet. Great for the body to avoid meat sometimes. I for one have turned vegetarian out of choice and have found I feel lighter and work better even after a meal.

Maundy Thursday service was at 6pm in our favourite chapel. We enjoy the services there as the priests in charge are Jesuits and we are given really thought provoking sermons. Sermons which will be analysed in a very academic fashion with research questions which make me smile! All that is left out are the theories and citing journals!

The Good Friday service is held in the afternoon and the best part of the service is Fr Hedwig DaCosta who is probably in his 80's but can sing and take on a man half his age. We tried getting a picture to send our sons in the US and UK cause they have fond memories serving as altar boys in St Josephs. It reminds me of my priest Uncle Fr Simon Furtado who always took the tenor part in the singing of the Passion, and who unfortunately is no more.

Saturday Night Easter Vigil service began at 9pm, a sensible time for folks like me who sleep early. We went early as this is a service which people across the city flock to. Candles were lit in a darkened chapel and it felt cleansing to make our baptisimal vows again. " We are an Easter people and Alleluia is our song," said the young principal of the St Joseph's Boys School which enriched our minds, as we went out into the cool night air for a cup of Coffee and some plum cake.

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