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.

Awesome.