"Tonight we will forget all of this ungodly talk about death. Tonight is a happy time of remembering our heritage. Tonight we shall eat lamb, bitter herbs, wine and bread. It will be good to remember Moses and the journey tonight."

"Tonight we are at John Mark's house. No one will find us here. No crowds. No Pharisees. No sick people."

"Tonight we will celebrate the Passover." These were my thoughts as we began that Thursday evening meal.

Jesus began with prayer: "Blessed art Thou, O Lord God of the Universe ..."

We sat around the table making preparations, making small talk. I thought, "We've had our ups and downs ... moments of pure joy ... times of sorrow. At times I felt lifted up to heaven. I could feel the power of god flowing through my veins when the master spoke ... or healed. At othe…