Getting older with Easter

Once upon a time I celebrated with the eggs, the chocolates, the dress, the basket, and little yellow spring peeps (baby chicks). One year I even got a turtle; what was my Mom thinking? Of course the turtles were easier to catch than the peeps! Since there were three siblings, she painted our first name initial on the turtles' backs. I'll never forget the pink nail polish lettering of my initial "D" on mine.


Growing older I began to drop off one thing after another; eventually dropping out of church as well. Life was a whirlwind of craziness for me; I never seemed to catch my breath, before another awkward adventure appeared. At this particular time I was making crazy money. So me and my ego thought to impress the 'high powers'. I purchased a very expensive spring dress and thought to make my way to my parents' church: "See how important I am now?!" I awoke Easter morning to find ten inches of snow on the ground!!! I admit I felt disappointed to wear a long red wool coat over it. So much for impressing God, the universe, and everything. I've never bought another new dress, specifically for Easter, since then. 


I was humbled and decided it didn't matter what I wore; just get there if I was sincere enough to want to be there. Isn't that the question, though? How sincere was I? What were my thoughts concerning Easter? I had to look to the history of "The Passover" to offer me some insight. I was no longer covering the door posts in blood. With the advent of Messiah, the blood would now cover me. 


The greatest thing was discovering that God loves me. He knows everything about me, past, present, and future... and still loves me. I'm coming to understand that His will is best, and I am often delighted and surprised by the outcome. Then again, when someone loves you, they always want what's best for you.

Today I celebrate the gift of God... the adoption/reconciliation made possible by the loving sacrifice of His only begotten Son. "Faith comes by hearing the word." Read this verse out loud to yourself: "In this world you will have trials and tribulations, but be of good cheer, for I have overcome the world." (Matthew)


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Love to you all. Happy Easter, Happy Passover, Happy Gift!

Nature calling

I was outside trimming bushes; worked for about two hours; of course I'm going to be sore for days! Nothing new here. Oh wait!


My computer spoke as I walked through the door, "Good evening madam. Did you have a nice visit with nature?" Then it began to speak in French, and I remembered why I was supposed to return the program.


"Yeh, yeh, poofoo, parlay, blah, blah, blah." (Let him translate that.)


Down the hall I hurried to the little girl's loo. No time to put on the lights, besides, the sun was coming through the window. (Off with her pants.) "Oh my, what in the world is traveling down my leg?!!!" (I screamed)


A very hairy, handsome bumble bee had latched on, er, in, somehow (?). I had on sweat pants but I'll avoid making sweat bee jokes.


Well, that's the tale. I wonder what the bee camp will be discussing tonight?


(Yes I'm still in the Fibro fog.)