We would always bring home palm fronds from church on Palm Sunday. I would be sure to grab any extras that people might have left behind in the pews. At home I would spend the rest of the morning weaving carefully cut pieces of palm into crosses in the way I was taught by my father and he by his father. We would then go visit both grandmothers who, along with any aunts or uncles we might encounter, would be the recipients of the palm crosses. I wonder how many young boys are carrying on that tradition...
We use palm fronds on Palm Sunday in the Episcopal Church too. I've known of some people who take theirs home and make a cross to hang on the wall afterwards. Alas, since I came to the ECUSA as an adult, I never learned how! It's a nice custom, though.
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We would always bring home palm fronds from church on Palm Sunday. I would be sure to grab any extras that people might have left behind in the pews. At home I would spend the rest of the morning weaving carefully cut pieces of palm into crosses in the way I was taught by my father and he by his father. We would then go visit both grandmothers who, along with any aunts or uncles we might encounter, would be the recipients of the palm crosses. I wonder how many young boys are carrying on that tradition...
We use palm fronds on Palm Sunday in the Episcopal Church too. I've known of some people who take theirs home and make a cross to hang on the wall afterwards. Alas, since I came to the ECUSA as an adult, I never learned how! It's a nice custom, though.
I'm sure there is a YouTube video on making palm crosses, Russ!
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