There is something about the week leading to Easter that always gets to me. I find myself a little more emotional, a little more solemn than normal. I'm not sure why that is. Maybe it's because I know Friday is coming. Good Friday. Seems strange to call it that knowing what our Savior endured......doesn't it? It seems right that this week is solemn.
Jesus went through a wide range of emotions during this week. Everything from anger (scolding the money changers in the Temple) to peace (at the Last Supper) to being so scared that He was, literally, sweating blood (while praying in the garden of Gethsemane).
Yes....it seems right that I feel solemn this week. I don't feel like celebrating. Sunday....I will celebrate! Tonight, I feel like curling up on His lap. I think I will go home and do that.