I had my Easter evening all planned out.
That was the plan.
Church was awesome,by the way! When you love to praise the Lord, there is no better moment in time, that is more apropos, than Resurrection Sunday.
We started in Sunday school! Those who have been, to my Sunday school class, know exactly what I mean, when I say "we started" there! Yep. We. Did. And our praise and joy carried right on over to 11a.m. service. I recall saying, from the pulpit, "I wish I had better or more eloquent words, to convey and express, just what His dying in my place means to me. I wanted to be able to use some words, that really expressed, how I feel about it, deep in my Spirit!
I wanted to express that thing that stirs up on the inside of me, when I think about how good, He's truly been. What's He's done in my life, and where He's brought me from. He became sin and a curse for us! I wanted to lift His name on high for that. For those things, I am forever and eternally grateful! If no one else was excited, I was. But that wasn't the case. Everyone had joy. We were all glad!
I wasn't going to miss that part of it!
So how did I miss Easter you ask? The second half of it, anyway?
I fell asleep. *Insert all of the sadfaces here*
I fell asleep shortly after I put the finishing touches on our delightful meal! You know the one that I was planning to eat, until I couldn't move? The one, I'd been cooking, for most of the previous day and night. The one I'd shopped and prepared for, for 2 days LOL!
I was out of there! I couldn't go another- further. My engine didn't slow down, it shut-off! All I remember thinking is "I've been up all night, I'm running on sheer adrenaline. I really have to go to sleep for a few minutes." And the next thing I remember, I was waking up at 1:22 in the morning. But initially, I didn't know if it was Sunday or Monday, 5 in the evening or 5 in the morning. I was all discombobulated.
I'd missed #A.D. and eating. I'd missed the Easter egg hunt and everything. I didn't eat any duck or dressing, no potato salad or brisket, no greens, or rolls. No cake or pie. NOTHING. Easter was over, and I'd missed it. I didn't get to rummage through grandgirl's Easter basket, looking for KitKat bars or any of that. I was looking around like "what happened? Is it over? How did this take place?" Then I realized...
Those stores, that stove, and these kids, had worn me down to the nub!!
I saw so many frustrated people, in the mall and in the grocery stores, from Thursday to Saturday, it was unreal. And everybody was in a hurry. Every, single person.
I refused to be one of them. If I had to be there, I was going to be glad. I was determined not to let anything or anyone steal the joy, of what this holiday and Good Friday means to me. And I didn't. I had conversations with people I didn't know. I made sure that the ones who looked and felt frustrated, received an understanding smile from me, and a "have a Happy Easter" reminder. They did the same, in return. That's what the foundation of our faith is. LOVE. We are to express love, in showing kindness, showing compassion and understanding, showing ourselves friendly. For those of us who love God, everywhere we go, is a potential opportunity to display the attributes of Christ. And you know what I've found? It's contagious! Plant love. Sow those seeds, and I guarantee you, you will recieve a harvest of the same. I didn't get frustrated out there ,because I wouldn't allow myself to, but I did get tired!
From Thursday to Saturday, we went to so many stores and I ran so many errands. And with the kids being out of school, on break, I listened to a plethora of noise. All kinds of noise. Smh. I cleaned and I washed. I cooked and I refereed. And some other things too. At any moment, I was expecting to hear #RodSerling's voice, in my ear, welcoming me to another episode of The Twilight Zone. So by the time, 3:30 Easter afternoon, rolled around, I didn't have anymore to give.
I told y'all not to let it happen to you, in my "Good Friday Soundclound message" and yet, I let it happen to me. I've gots to be more careful!
All in all, it was a great day, everyone enjoyed themselves, and the Lord made me to lay down in green pastures. He knows just what you need!
I pray that everyone's day was filled with love, family, good food, and the joy of the Lord.
Be blessed and be encouraged!