Thunder rolled over the house last night just as I got into my bed. The house shook and it sounded like it would last forever, the roar, the boom, the desire to jump out of bed to see if lightening strikes were flashing across the sky, but that was just a thought, I was much to comfortable to leave my warm haven and my good book. Our weather pattern is one of storms, one after the other, rolling in from the north with cold air and teeming rain, even snow at low elevations this week. Easter is coming on Sunday and it means heavy coats to cover all the finery, the flowered hats and going on an Easter egg hunt. Well, that is what used to be, I wonder if the celebration of Easter is still as traditional as it used to be.
Easter
The time has come at last/to give up the Lenten fast/this week is holy/filled with awesome sights/the blessing of holy water/the PASCAL candle to light/the purple colors of the penitent/change to glorious white/for He has risen/our favorite acolyte. The dove of peace, serenity/the air is filled with song/choirs/organs/church bells ring/for He has come along.
The children dressed in frocks of organdy/Mary Jane's upon their feet/Easter hats with flowers/gloves and purses that are neat/long pants and ties/dressed up little men/waiting to slide down/and show their knees again.
Colored eggs and chocolate bunnies/hide out in the grass/and soon the air is filled/with children knowing how to laugh. Easter ham/escalloped potatoes/baskets filled with chocolate/ tied with ribbons true/jelly beans/candy eggs/a treat for me and you.
So today the sun will peek out long enough for you to get to a store and do some Easter shopping. I hope you find a big Easter Basket filled with all of your favorite snacks and a lovely Easter lily to grace your table as a reminder that there is always love and light at the end of the tunnel. Make your Easter Sunday a beginning.
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