Beautiful, sunny warm Saturday was filled with productivity and work. Early morning grocery shopping, lawn care, cleaning floors and bathrooms, all the house work tended to so we could enjoy a restful Sunday. We thought about doing an egg hunt on Saturday while it was sunny out, knowing Easter Sunday was slated to be rainy, but it just didn’t feel like Easter. We finished that day with dinner outside under the budding Crepe Myrtle and with a large bonfire. I made gluten-free cinnamon rolls that evening to bake on Easter morning.
I think we all fought some sorrow on Easter due to the fact that celebrations are overshadowed somewhat by the corona virus. How we miss gathering! But our hearts fought for joy, also. We were thankful for the simple graces of family life: the warm smell of cinnamon rolls as children colored in early light. Squeals of children’s laughter and screams of delight as they dodged raindrops and hunted for eggs in the yard. Morning worship that was so very sweet with our church family via the internet. Then a restful afternoon amidst pouring rain. An Easter feast with lamb my parents had given to us, the scriptures read over us by Brandon.
We rejoice now more than ever in the hope we have in Jesus, the Savior who conquered death and took away all need for fear. Sending you lots of love in these sometimes dismal days, hoping you are all well, body and soul.