Yesterday, the day before Easter, had all the commotion, bunnies and eggs and neighbors with noisy relatives, and a bright shiny warm day to be outside. And Svea was here, first time in a year, a great time together!
But today is Easter Sunday and there’s no one on the golf course, none of the neighbors are having parties, no wandering Easter bunnies, and the candy is gone. There is only peace left after all the pre-celebrating. I sit quietly on my deck, knitting my counted cable stitches and listening to the dozens of different bird calls in the air. I listened to an extraordinary sermon earlier from my pastor Kara, the first Easter sermon I have ever heard in terms of a love story. So beautiful! I sent a link to Kent to listen also, and he sent back a beautiful message about feeling close to Jesus.
Peace, hope, love, family, that is a resurrection I can believe in, a resurrection that propels me forth into the days ahead, a springtime of new life.