At Good Friday services last week, during the readings, when the congregation said, “Crucify Him,” for the first time in my life I accepted the fact that I too would have been in the crowd shouting those very same words. For the previous Good Fridays that I was paying attention, I was under the impression that I was just filling in the role as a member of the crowd, but I was not really one of the crowd. I am a heck of a lot better than that.
Well, I finally realized that it is not me and Jesus and other cool people that I like on one side v. everyone else that I don’t really like or find annoying, i.e. the crowd, on the other side.