There is no shortage of struggle this day as we make our way through the gates of the city to shouts of Hosanna — ilness, war, grief, relationship problems. March Madness indeed.  As we enter the city gates, I need the words of the prophet Isaiah to ring in my ears again and again, “Surely it is God who saves me. I will trust in him and not be afraid. For the Lord is my stronghold and my sure defense and he will be my savior.”