Happy Easter!
Alleluia! Hallelujah! Alleluia!
The choir director at the church I grew up in called Easter “Hallelujah Sunday.” During Lent, the word Alleluia is removed from the prayers and everything because its a time of reflection and remembering sad times rather than of celebration. On Easter Sunday, the choir director would post the word Hallelujah all over the church and give a prize to the person who counted the most written and spoken Alleluias in the service.
The Easter Bunny came! See the bowl of candy??
This Alleluia Sunday, I’ve totally bought in to Easter consumerism. Last night, I dyed Easter Eggs. I also started another project that I’ll blog about later today when it’s all finished. There is even Easter grass in the overdue carepackages that are on the way to some of you…
The Colorful Process.
I went to church this morning with Mary, and it was one of those services that reminds you that part of chuch is being with people in a tiny, tiny room and loving them anyways. We had two gossipy ladies behind us who talked through the whole service. At one point during the sermon, there was a screaming baby who wasn’t immediately taken out of the church. Which is annoying, but I can understand trying to teach a child to sit through a service.
Lady 1: Aren’t they going to take the baby out?
Lady 2: They don’t think they have to. This is why they call it the “Me” generation.
Lady 1: I can’t even hear!
So, the minister just speaks over the baby (and her detractors) til she quiets down. He’s doing a sermon about how the gospel story of the resurrection is about play and joy, but also about fear, and how the disciples and Mary are afraid when Jesus comes back.
Minister: Are we afraid of God? Are WE afraid of God?
Previously Crying Baby: [into meaningful silence] Nooooo.
Well, that just about made my Easter. The Minister told her to shush, because that was the end and she was giving it away. But it was just so darn cute. One of those kitschy church moments. “Why is that guy talking? Of course not! God isn’t scary.” And maybe she was saying “no” to sharing her coloring book or something, but it was still perfect.
Don’t you wish all eggs came like this?
Happy Easter! Alleluia! Halelujah! The Lord is risen indeed! 
April 12th, 2009 at 15:06
Those eggs are cute. What are you doing with them now? Anything?
April 12th, 2009 at 23:27
Each one has a name on it and is now living with its rightful owner!