Easter was different this year. Marc worked and, because the holiday snuck up on me, I did not take the time to prepare the normal "rituals" that I like to do with my kids at Easter. (don't worry, my mom took care of the basket and hunt later in the day) So, my reflections on the day are different then ever before because my mindset was different, there were no distractions. As I sat by myself in church my mind was totally clear to process all that the day meant and all that was happening around me. The sanctuary was packed. It really boggled my mind to see so many new people there. I am still trying to figure out why so many people who don't normally go to church go on Easter. I just don't get it. Hmmm. I loved the fact that I did not recognize the person in front of me, behind me, or to either side of me. I loved the fact that the guy behind me was in sweat pants and the smell all around me smelled like cigarette smoke. I love that I have no idea what the sermon was about because I felt so compelled to pray for those in attendance. It was an amazing service and an amazing morning. I am so thankful that it was a different Easter.
