While my daughters were in the Anderson Highland Band, we spent every 4th of July in Chesterfield watching our daughters march in the 4th of July parade. They wore their Highland wool kilts and heavy wool jackets. I never saw any of the band members faint, but Indiana in July has weather totally unsuited to woolen garments. Often by the end their faces were bright red from the heat. Even so, they loved marching in the parade and we loved watching them. I love a parade any time. This is Palm Sunday with a parade Jesus set up, but the response was spontaneous. People spread branches and colorful garments on the path of Jesus and the donkey. There were cheers and chants: “Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord! Hosanna to the Son of David.” The followers of Jesus were ecstatic over the reception which Jesus received. There were, of course, detractors who wished to stamp out the pageantry and silence the enthusiastic voices. But Jesus accepted the idolization and proclaimed to the nay Sayers, “If these were silent, the very rocks would cry out!” Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!