Eggs, Easter, + my Teenage E
† Why do you look for the living among the dead? He is not here; He has risen! -Luke 24:5-6 †
† HALLELUJAH! He is Risen Indeed! †

Winter escaped us entirely this year. Truly. It just never came after the leaves fell in October and on most days over the last few weeks, we’ve found ourselves still waiting for it. But Spring is here either way. Without apology. And, sometimes, I think that’s exactly how life is. The fullness or absence of seasons, that is. While there are times we wait and wait and wait, there are other times when we’re not ready just yet…but it’s here. Ready or not. Those words so familiar to you and I who have spent your entire life playing some version of hide-n-seek. When you were so very little it was mostly me saying those words…and your tiny voice from behind the trees of our field saying “Reyydy Mama” as you’d try to run with your too-big-for-you basket trying to spot those eggs.
It’s hard to believe you and I have done this for fourteen years together. So hard. On the way to church this morning, Dad asked if you were going to drive us there yourself next year…and I blinked back the visceral response I felt when he said that. But it’s incredibly likely you will. I’m purposefully not going to do the math or look up to see which date Easter falls next year, but…wow. Wow, time.










