I hope you had a lovely Easter.
I hope you breathed deep of the lillies.
I hope you celebrated the empty tomb.
I hope you worshiped the risen King of Kings.
I hope you ate candy and cheesecake and strawberry pie.
I hope you didn’t judge me when you drove by our house.
I hope you understood that just recently the snow banks melted enough to reveal the buried Holy Family.
I hope you know I begged PB to put the Christmas decor away before Easter
He tried. Honestly, he did.
But they were iced into the ground. Frozen solid.
So the pastor had a nativity scene set up in his yard for Easter.