I hope that you all have a day filled with blessings abounding. We really don't have any traditions for Easter in our house. It has been many years now since I had little ones to search for eggs on Easter morning. While it seems like a decade since I had last hid eggs for my sisters; it seems like just yesterday that I hid them for my own two children. It was always my favorite part of the day to share with them. For now I will just have to wait patiently for a niece or nephew to hide eggs from once in a while or at the very least send my sister a big box of eggs to hide from me.
Easter is not a time for groping through dusty, musty tomes or tombs to disprove spontaneous generation or even to prove life eternal. It is a day to fan the ashes of dead hope, a day to banish doubts and seek the slopes where the sun is rising, to revel in the faith which transports us out of ourselves and the dead past into the vast and inviting unknown. ~Author unknown, as quoted in the Lewiston Tribune
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