It caught me completely off-guard, by surpise, I did not see it coming.
I just assumed my mom would come. And she would make it a magical Easter. Just like all those magical Easters of my youth. Where the eggs hid themselves. The baskets filled themselves with candy and green plastic grass. The ham hopped into the oven and came out when perfectly done.
Um, yeah.
She couldn’t come.
A friend had extended an invitation for us to come over for Sunday dinner.
That fell through.
So at the last minute, I was left with my head spinning wondering who, oh who? would make this Easter magical?
Um, not me.
We did go to church! (But as we do that every week, I didn’t see that as a special achievement.) Olivia was dressed all gorgeous-like in a beautiful Easter dress. Benjamin was a stud in dress pants. We even arrived a remarkable five minutes early.
(That IS a special achievement.)
And Josh had dyed eggs with the kids the night before.
But that’s about it for the magic.
Our Easter feast consisted of Tuna Melts.
And dinner? Quesadillas.
The eggs didn’t get hidden until about 5:30pm.
Thank the Lord my children are too young to get hung up on traditions. I won’t get many more breaks like this.
Anyone else have a flop of an Easter?
But wait, guess what the sermon was called yesterday?
“Not Botching the Resurrection.”
Oh, the pieces, they are fitting together.
Ham, candy, and eggs don’t make Easter. Tuna, quesadillas, and an unorganized mom can’t ruin Easter.
Pretty much the only way you can botch the resurrection is by pretending/convincing yourself it never happened.
Which I don’t plan on ever doing.
Praise the Lord my mistakes are so insignificant and His Successes are so Significant.
The Resurrection isn’t a One-Day-Celebration. It’s a Life-Long-Celebration.
So we’re having Easter today. Ham and everything.
Happy Easter!
Pictures to come shortly…
I don’t know where the tradition of Ham came from. as for the eggs and the bunnies and the new dresses- do you even want to know where they came from?
A long time ago, the pagans used to get all dressed up in new clothes, go to the temple of the fertility god, bringing their nicely decorated eggs as gifts. Then they’d all well… try to get pregnant right there in the temple.
and now, Christian’s everywhere buy new clothes and decorate eggs. Isn’t that nice? 🙂
This year I read the explanation of where the Easter Ham came from. Not sure if I believe it, but it’s a good story- and has an aspect of explaining Lent too.
Don’t feel bad about Easter being a flop. We were on our own for Easter this year. I knew IN ADVANCE about this. We dyed eggs the day before. We got up and went to church. I wore my “purty” dress. My oldest son was in blue jeans and a henley type shirt (apparently he doesn’t own any dress pants), 2nd son was in dress pants and dress shirt that were at least one size to small and baby was his usual cute self. We got home and had……drumroll please…….chicken nuggets and doritos for lunch. LOL And we still haven’t hid the eggs. I guess dh can just take them in his lunches LOL.
Blessings,
Carie