PSST! SPRING IS COMING…PASS IT ON!
love spring. Well, more to the point, I love Easter. There are a lot of reasons, but the main one is that I count on what
Easter celebrates: resurrection. New life.
Bible say to store up treasures in heaven, and your heart will be there. My son is one of my treasures, waiting for me to
join him. I look forward to that. Does that mean I want the “bus” to leave today? Nah.
I have some treasures here, too, and a lot of work yet to accomplish. But some day…
at our house, Easter is a BIG DEAL. I love Easter lilies and open windows and family gatherings. We have a family dinner,
usually thirty people or so, with hams and scalloped potatoes and green bean casseroles. We have strawberry shortcake and
rhubarb pie. And if the weather cooperates, we have an egg hunt for the little ones.
morning starts out with the community sunrise service. Sometimes, it’s warm and the sun comes up on cue and the world
feels right. Most years, though, it is overcast and windy. The aluminum football stadium bleachers are unbearably cold. Teeth
chatter and you have to really work at singing.
Up from the grave He arose
With a mighty triumph o’er His foes.
He arose, the Victor from the dark Domain
And He lives forever with His Saints to reign.
He arose…He arose…
Hallelujah! Christ arose.
there’s a breakfast at one of the town churches. Usually, It’s breakfast casseroles and pancakes and bacon. There’s
juice and milk and…oh, joy…hot coffee. Then, home to dress for the Easter service at our church.
used to direct an annual community Easter musical. It was really fun, but it required a lot of cooperation and dedication,
not only on my part, but on the part of everyone involved. Rehearsals started in January, once a week for two hours. Then,
the week of the performance, we had three practices. The dress rehearsal took up a whole afternoon. But it was worth it…the
community turned out and we gave two performances. But things run their courses and die out…people eventually tired
of the practices; they wanted to put on the musical with just a few run-throughs, and didn’t show up each week to work
on the parts. I decided to let the musicals die a graceful death, though perhaps someone will revive them.
maybe you believe that faith has no place on a website about supporting older parents. On a website that welcomes all Beyonders,
regardless of creed or color. I beg to disagree.
takes a LOT of faith to do what we do. It takes a belief
that we can make a difference in a child’s life. Confidence that we
will wake up in the morning, and that our health will hold. Trust that we can
survive kids that kick in our doors, stain our carpets and stop up our toilets. Conviction
that truth will out in the face of allegations. Reliance on the thought that one
word we speak into the heart of a desperate child will some day take root and give that child something to hold on to.
I firmly believe that no child will survive without faith…in something. We have to give them that faith. They need to
learn they can trust people…often. They can trust themselves…usually. They can trust love…always. And they
need to learn that nothing…not pain or suffering or Ipods or Playstations…lasts forever. Life changes. The best
is yet to come if they can only hold on and wait for it. That’s called hope.
that’s what Easter means. Hope.
I go a little crazy at Easter. I overdo. And I make the coolest cakes for all the households in my family. They’re in
the shape of 3-D lambs. The kids call them lambie cakes. I spend hours baking them, and a fortune decorating them. They’re
worth it. I even have one former foster child who looks forward to getting a cake each year. It’s one more thing he
can count on. (Pans may be purchased through Wilton.
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