It's hard to say goodbye to people who've been so important in your life. My uncle Jim was one of them.
As we walk through Holy Week - how will you encounter the "fickleness" of your own soul - one moment feeling deep faith and the next moment feeling full of doubt? There is plenty of both in the stories of this last week of Jesus life - from the crowds who "hallow him" on Palm Sunday and cry out to crucify him a few days later. How will you walk through this week?