We enter into this week with shouts of praise; "Hosanna to our King," and a few short days later we hear the same crowd shouting, "Crucify Him!" When I was a little kid, and we would go to Good Friday liturgy, I would get so teary eyed having to say those words during the reading of the Passion. "Crucify Him!" in big bold letters with an exclamation point! It hurt me to say them. I didn't want Jesus to die. I couldn't believe that people would turn on Jesus that way; love and adore him in one breath and in the next, sentence him to death. And yet, as I've gotten older, I've reflected on how I do that very same thing in my everyday life. I'm all about "Team Jesus" and loving and serving God by loving and serving my neighbor one day, and then someone says something that hurts my feelings, and my fragile ego takes over. Or I see something on the news, and I get angry with people I don't even know, and I say unkind things. Or I see a need, but I'm "too busy to be bothered." Those things seem a lot more like me saying, "Crucify Him!" than they do me saying "Hosanna!" This might be a good week to think about the ways that our lives and words might look/sound more like "Crucify Him!" than we would like, so how about we nail those words and actions to the cross on Good Friday. Let's let the love of Jesus take them away and transform us yet again with his boundless love and mercy!