It is Easter night and I am weary but happy as I write. It has been a good day: meaningful worship, time with family and friends, telephone calls. My heart is filled with gratitude. I find myself especially grateful for our sons who have brought me so much joy, taught me so much, and been at the heart of my life. They are good people, each in their own way. Adults of whom I am proud.
Of course, while many celebrate, Easter day does not suddenly erase all pain, sadness, loss, brokenness for everyone. I am aware that Easter, resurrection, new life, takes place over time. Easter can come into our lives at any time of year. Surprise and the power God has to raise the dead in life and beyond it is forever with us.
What I come away with is that what Easter is all about is the ultimate triumph of love and life, in little and large ways. What God has done, God continues to do and will.
And there are flowers and candy.