Christ passed through death and came out the victor. That is one of the realities of my faith that I have been thinking about today. He did this to redeem all the broken parts of our lives and of the whole creation. We have reason to celebrate.
The day has been full of such a variety of human experience – from worship of the risen Christ and the provision of hospitality to friends and family to egg hunts and too much food and chocolate eaten to quarrels and the sadness of hurt relationships. I guess we had the whole gamut of highs and lows around here. But mostly it was a good day.
I love the early sunrise service on the river bank. It seems appropriate,as the sun rises, to remember the new life we have available because of the resurrection. Marc did a great job of leading us. We even tried to light the Paschal candle but the wind put a stop to that!
The rest of the day has been so full. Being the matriarch means being hostess and seeing that there was food on the table from sunlight to sundown today. The last of my children left a short while ago with a good portion of the leftovers. All those foods forbidden on my diet and eaten today anyway have to leave this house. Unfortunately, they left the pies and too much bread around and took the ham and turkey. But I will have to get back on my diet in a serious way starting tomorrow.
And now I need to sleep.