Hey, this is Trey. Thank you for joining us for another Tuesday edition of our podcast.

I'm very grateful that you would blow me a little bit of your time. Today is the Monday of Holy Week.

We had Palm Sunday. Marks the beginning of Holy Week for Christians as you may recall.

If you were fortunate enough to be at church every single time the doors were open,

like my parents had me there. Jesus rode into Jerusalem on a donkey with Palm branches laid in the

roadway. He visualized that. It's a triumphant entry fit for a king, but it would not last.

Later that week he was betrayed by a disciple, arrested, denied by other disciples,

brought before government and religious leaders. He lost a voice vote to what is described as a

notorious criminal named Barabbas. That gets overlooked from time to time, not to digress, that

person that many people believe to be the son of God lost a voice vote to a criminal that some

believed was being held on murder charges. But he did. He was crucified. His mother Mary watched as

her son died on a cross. But to Christians, that is not the end of the story. They believe he rose

on the third day and was on earth for a while and then later ascended into heaven where he currently

sits right hand to God. That is what Christians believe. And that is the story of Easter. And at least

in my household, it will take on something of additional significance. It's hard to say that

because it's already extraordinarily significant to my wife. But it will probably be an even heightened

significance because I finally got to do about the one thing that I really wanted to do before I

died, which was take her to Israel. And we went this past summer. I went when I was 17 and

loved it, life-changing trip. But I had been and I had a good recollection despite the years

had gone by, but she had never gone. I wanted her to see all the places that she not only read about

as a child, but still currently reads about. And to see where the person that she believes in the

most, the person that she lives, her life for was born and lived and died and lived again. So it was

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