“At the place where Jesus was crucified, there was a garden, and in the garden a new tomb, in which no one had ever been laid.” – John 19:41
It was early in the morning, very early indeed. There was no alarm to awaken them. They dutifully arose and still asleep, walked silently to the place they had no desire to be to do the thing they had no desire to do.
Spring has sprung, and Easter is just around the corner. My family, along with many others, will be gathering after church to celebrate this first holiday in spring. And those gatherings are sure to include food. For my family, Easter is usually a potluck buffet on the patio. My brother furnishes the ham and the rest of us bring the baked beans, deviled eggs, Jell-O salad and desserts. Yes, I did say Jell-O salad. It’s a tradition.
“Run, Violet, run!”
“I’m going as fast as my four feet can carry me, Peter.”
“Don’t look up.” Peter’s heart pounded. Harris hawks. They hunted in packs.
Lizzie climbed out of her van and called to Claire. “I’ve got a load of special Easter eggs.” Daylight was fading in the park. Clumps of vivid yellow daffodils dotted the wildflower meadow, paired with blooming forsythia.
“I don’t know how you can eat that.” Charlene wrinkled her nose. “It really amazes me that in the twenty-first century people still think they can indulge themselves in acts of barbarism that destroy innocent animals.”
Have you ever wished for a new beginning? You started out full of ambition and hope, but nothing turned out the way you thought it would. Everything you hoped for fell apart.
Here we are, Easter almost upon us, with spring just around the corner–well whatever we call spring in central California. When I think of spring and Easter (the secular holiday, not the real one), it's not long before I am thinking about eggs, specifically deviled eggs. Honestly, can you have an Easter picnic or get together and not have deviled eggs? Not in my family. In fact, Thanksgiving is the only time the family gets together when deviled eggs aren't there too.
LulaMae Harris was 67 years old and her mother had been dead for more than 20 years, but she still followed her momma's advice.
Living in New York City has advantages and disadvantages. But people who move to New York and choose to stay, even after the reality of the high cost of living sets in, can reap the benefits of living in a global city. Living in the city may mean that you can’t save enough money to travel the world, but it doesn’t hurt so badly once you realize that the world is only one subway ride away.
It’s Easter time again and that means colored eggs, chocolate bunnies that lose their ears too soon, and baskets full of the all-time favorite–Peeps! The bright pastel colored marshmallow chicks and bunnies are a holiday must.
