I got up early this morning. I couldn’t sleep and felt compelled to go and sit and pray. Nothing earth shattering happened – I saw no visions or heard no voices. But as my mind raced with all the things I need to get done this week to be prepared for our three Holy Week services and of course, Easter morning I began to get anxious about all the little details. Which is normal for me by the way.
But then it hit me. I absolutely cannot let myself be so pulled into the work that I forget the meaning and significance of this week on the Christian calendar.
This is the week we remember. We remember Jesus’ entry into the city of Jerusalem. We pause to think about that scene and utter hysteria of joy as the people welcomed the messiah to the city (all the while Jesus knowing what lay ahead at the end of the week).
This week, we need to think about Jesus’ journey to the cross. He knew his mission and calling and there was nothing that would weaken his resolve.
Take time to walk with him this week as each day gets us closer to the cross.
Clay in the Hands 
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