Sunday, March 28, 2010
Palm Sunday in Paris
It has been my life long wish to visit Paris.
Ten years ago today my sixteen year old daughter called me from Paris France. She was there on a trip with a group from her high school.
As I sat on my porch in Tennessee, and she in Paris, France, we talked over the miles and wept together as she described to me the experience of sitting in a Palm Sunday service in Notre Dame Cathedral. She told me how moving, how reverent and intensely spiritual it was to hear the hymns sung in French.
I pray for many blessings on all of you, my blogging friends, as we approach this Holy Week and remember and commemorate the life, death and blessed ressurection of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
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