Easter will arrive on the calendar this Sunday whether or not the weather will accommodate comfortable backyard egg hunts. We expect our nine inches of snow will melt quickly in the next few days, bringing the first real hint of inevitable spring, although rain could keep the ground moist. Can we make the transition from wool to pastels in five days? If the 57 degree forecast is accurate, we expect to see fashion morph into the new season without fail on Sunday morning. It is the older generation like myself that continues to dress for comfort rather than style.
I identify with little darlings running around in new shoes and ruffled dresses. They make me smile. A new dress for Easter morning was anticipated as much as the candy-filled basket left by a mythical bunny when I was their age. But more strongly nostalgic were the feelings of awe and excitement we felt in our starched and pressed attire, sitting in wooden pews in a church filled with white Easter lilies tied with purple floral ribbons. Even in our youth, we knew this was a special day. The choir sang more grandly, the congregation sang more loudly, and extra chairs were set up in the foyer for the overflow of late arrivals. “Christ the Lord is risen today…” we sang…only on this special day, once a year.
Although reserved for Easter morning, I know this refrain can be sung year round because it is true year round…I sing it in my heart whatever season. Because He lives, I will live to sing it to Him. Happy Easter!