Palm Sunday is the day that Jesus made His "Triumphal Entry" into Jerusalem, the Holy City. Think "parade"! And the people all cheered and waved palm fronds. The little drama at church today went really well. The guy who played Peter is amazing! How he could remember all his lines is beyond me (and he was once a big-time drug addict! I’ve no excuses but I think I have less brain cells than he, anyways…) Kiki did great – sat very still and looked as if she was listening intently. Of course, that was 1st service…. who knows, maybe by 3rd service she was twirling her hair and looking for lint between her toes…… Kiki said to me this afternoon…."Mom, I don’t get it. How could it be that on Sunday they were cheering for him, and by Friday they had decided to kill him?? That doesn’t make any sense at all." I think she does get it – because, no, it doesn’t make any sense at all. This is the stuff that puts me into tears…that God loves us all that much. This week is always a full and busy one at our church. On Thursday we will have a drama/communion service that re-creates the last supper – the passover feast that Jesus shared with his disciples. On Friday we all head over to this old, stone penitentiary that once housed territorial criminals but is now a musuem of sorts…we have Roman soldiers, people running in the streets, little market stalls…. trying to create the feel of how it would have been. Then there is a play about Jesus’ arrest, trial, and crucifixion. It’s always really moving. We all leave feeling pretty down, because, after all, it’s only Friday and we don’t know how it’s going to turn out, right?? Then of course we have Easter sunrise service, and we’ve all made lists of the "stuff" we want God to take away from us, and we put those lists into a locked, wooden box, make a huge bonfire, and burn it all up. It’s very cool. And we sing wild praise music because we are so happy that Christ rose again!! Yay! All in all it’s an awesome week… it’s all done because we want to make it real. Sometimes I think stuff like this is hard for long-time Christians – we’ve heard the story a million times, "Jesus died on the cross, yada yada….." and it becomes just one more little Bible story. Gee, isn’t that sweet. So this makes it come alive, and you remember "oh – my – gosh, that must’ve been painful – horrible – He did that for me???!!!!" If you really let that sink in, you can’t ever live the same again.