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crowd of some 70 people - adults, children and babies, gathered
outside the Churchyard at East Garston for the annual Palm Sunday
service. Palm Sunday is the first day of Holy Week and celebrates
Jesus' arrival in Jerusalem riding on a donkey. Crowds of people
came out of the city to greet him, throwing down palm branches
on the road. |
Palms
were in abundance and carried by children and adults alike.
It was wonderful to see so many faces from our Sister Parish
of Eastbury here at the service in East Garston. One lady commenting
that she was here because All Saints' has a fast growing reputation
for producing top quality events and she wanted to see for herself.-
another said that she loved the freshness of the new ideas being
presented. |
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Parishioners
admire Dingle the Donkey - ( well, maybe
not Sandra) |
Meanwhile Dingle eyes up a
potential meal |
| Many
churches including East Garston - give out small crosses made
from palm leaves, as a reminder of Jesus' entrance into Jerusalem
and his death on the cross. After the blessing
of the Palm Crosses by Revd.Tony Cumberlidge, the procession,
quietly made its way to the church. |
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Palm Sunday observances include processions
with palm branches, the blessing of palms (burned and used on
Ash Wednesday), and the construction of small palm crosses.
All Saints' procession of palms was headed this year by
40 year old Dingle, who was herself lovingly looked after
by village youngsters Stephanie and Lauren. Dingle was
very kindly brought along by Mrs Liz Brunskill, from Lambourn,
and gave great significance to the occasion - as well as much
joy, especially to the children. |
The service
in the church, with Dingle present, began with G.K.Chesterton’s
poem, honouring the donkey
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| When
fishes flew and forests walked
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood
Then surely I was born. |
MM |
With monstrous
head and sickening cry
and ears like errant wings,
The devil's walking parody
On all four-footed things. |
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The tattered
outlaw of the earth,
Of ancient crooked will;
Starve, scourge, deride me:
I am dumb, I keep my secret still. |
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Fools! For I also had my
hour;
One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout about my ears,
And palms before my feet |
Revd.
Cumberlidge’s apposite sermon reflected on the very recent
England football example of the power of crowd behaviour.
He drew an analogy with those far off events in Jerusalem, showing
how susceptible a crowd can be to changing their allegiance. |
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Quote from parishoner
Dawn Tonge -"What a super service - definitely the best
Palm Sunday service I have ever been to." |
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