Palm Sunday, Reflectionary

Open Now: a reflection on Palm Sunday worship

Before I went to seminary, I sang in a church choir around the time of a major renovation to the pipe organ. For many months, a piano sufficed to accompany both choral and congregational singing. At the service to dedicate the restored and improved organ, fifty singers lined up in the cloister near the sanctuary for the processional, an anthem composed by one of the choir members. I remember the beautiful setting and the challenge of singing a cappella and harmonizing in tune as we walked in pairs through two doorways and around a corner into the sanctuary.

Here is the text we sang:

Open now thy gates of beauty,
Zion, let me enter there,
where my soul in joyful duty
waits for him who answers prayer.
Oh, how blessed is this place,
filled with solace, light, and grace!

As a person who is always dubious about congregations that set too high a value on the physical plant, I must yet confess that I loved the physical space in which I sang with that choir. In memory, the space, when filled with people, is more than a building. It is an experience. My hippocampus holds particular memories of high holy days, the colors and fragrances and ambient human sights and sounds, the people singing, their hands waving palms or weaving them into crosses.

The church is not a building, but the times and places we have gathered form sense memories, “filled with solace, light, and grace.”

Friends, it’s okay to miss it all this week, and to name that we miss it. What might help would be to include as many voices as we can in worship leadership, whether that’s sharing the readings on a conference call, taking turns speaking on Zoom, or using whatever video capabilities we have to incorporate familiar faces for recorded or live-streamed worship. The experience of Palm Sunday is sensory, and while physical distancing may flatten the five senses to two, we have the opportunity to evoke the story while naming the ways touch and smell and even taste weave together with sight and hearing to bring our faith story to life. 

Like the choir members exerting themselves to stay on key while turning a corner, we will be doing two things at the same time. We will be allowing the faithful to grieve this temporary loss in the midst of predictions of devastating losses, and we will be laying the groundwork for a commemoration of Easter spent at the tomb rather than crowded into our flower-filled sanctuaries. The crowds declare our Savior. Jesus, the sovereign seated humbly on a donkey, is the cornerstone of our faith, for this season, and the next, and all that are to come. Our buildings may be closed, yet may we be open now. 

Lord, my God, I come before thee,
come thou also unto me;
where we find thee and adore thee,
there a heav’n on earth must be.
To my heart, O enter thou,
let it be thy temple now!


“Open Now Thy Gates of Beauty” – translator: Catherine Winkworth; author: Benjamin Schmolck – verses 1 and 2

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Liturgy, Palm Sunday, Reflectionary

Palm Sunday Responsive Prayer

Holy One, bless your servants:

the ones missing palms and parades
and processions and passion,
and the ones who wish
we could line the aisle with cloaks.

Holy One, bless your servants:

the directors of congregational dramas,
whose scripts are unused this year,
and the musicians praying for Zoom-synced voices
to make sweet hosannas ring.

Holy One, bless your servants:

the brave hearts, home with children, 
who need more elbow room,
and the weary spirits, home alone, 
who long to be part of a crowd.

Holy One, bless your servants:

the preachers and worship leaders,
live from the living room,
and the digitally displaced,
wishing dearly for some sense of being church.

Hear us shout together,
even though we are apart:

Hosanna!

Blessed is the one
who comes
in the name of the Lord!

Bless us today
as you blessed the world long ago.
In the name of Jesus,
Son of David, we pray.
Amen.

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Palm Sunday, Passion Sunday, Prayers for Pastors

Sweet hosannas (a prayer for pastors)

Holy One,
bless your servants:

the new preacher facing palms and parades
and processions and passion,

and the just-back-from-youth-retreat
pastor rubbing sleep from her eyes,

and the artistic ones who
lined the aisle with cloaks,

and directors of congregational drama
handing scripts out at the door,

and small church pastors praying for
the voices to make sweet hosannas ring,

and the brave hearts herding children,
and even donkeys,

and the downhearted preacher
with troubles of her own,

and the displaced wishing dearly
for any pulpit in Holy Week,

and the far-commuting Interim
wondering if the palms even arrived.

“Hosanna!
Blessed is the one who comes
in the name of the Lord!”

Bless us today
as you blessed the world long ago.
Amen.