Sometimes it seems like it is feast or famine.
It is all or nothing.
It is chaos or calm.
This is Holy Week. A week that is set apart, a week that is specifically set aside to reflect upon what happened 2000 years ago in Jerusalem. A week with high highs and low lows.
During a week that is so big, that is so full, that we see so much of what God has done and is doing, it is also a week where we have so many people in town.
It is a bit of a feast, a bit of chaos, a bit of everything.