Happy Easter from Iris Magdalen!!
Well, the car will never drive again, and Iris still cries at night. Carl’s leg hasn’t miraculously healed, nor have I entirely stopped being cranky. But it’s the day of resurrection and peeps, and we are celebrating.
Carl and Iris are currently celebrating by napping on the couch.
To be followed by celebrating with baked french toast with praline topping.
And somewhere down the line we will probably also celebrate by reading Iris the story of her middle name for the very first time. Church services and egg hunts will have to wait until next year. That doesn’t mean we can’t celebrate.
Walking, sugar highs, and joy.
Maybe not all of them today, but we have the important one.
1 After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.
2 There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. 3 His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. 4 The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.
5 The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. 6 He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. 7 Then go quickly and tell his disciples: ‘He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.’ Now I have told you.”
8 So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. 9 Suddenly Jesus met them.“Greetings,” he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him.