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Palm Silly Sunday

We know how to get down at Quapaw Quarter United Methodist Church. Unbelievable, but true. First comes the drum beat to herald the arrival of …Bandito the donkey. Yes, that’s a real live donkey followed by the pastor carrying a large silver shovel and a broom. Then children, lots of them, waving palms and wearing Hawaiian shirts parading with Bandito around the old historic church. Music and laughter explodes, filling the sanctuary and everybody moves to the beat. All the teenagers row their eyes in unison. The homeless man sitting in the pew in front of me gets into the groove. Even for those present who don’t believe or don’t care about this reenactment of Jesus entering Jerusalem, the hope is the heart opens a little and allows something new to enter in.