Holy Days

Easter Evening

We seem to be back to normal this evening, after the excitement of a High Holy Day. My children are practicing their instruments at the same time. You’ve got to love children who want to practice on Easter Sunday and are able to shut out each other’s music and focus on their own.

I, on the other hand, cannot focus on anything.

A colleague joined us this afternoon and we cooked a yummy meal together. On the dining room table sat my mother’s solemn porcelain bunnies and a small bouquet of pink narcissus.

One thing I missed this year: the profusion of many different types of flowers we had on Easter at Small Church. Main Street Church goes with all lilies. Ours came home with us, and we made two stops along the way to deliver lilies to a hospital and a nursing home.

You’ve also got to love children who take it for granted that Easter includes delivering flowers to people who cannot get to church.

It was my first time leading two identical worship services, although for many years at Large Church I sang in both services with the choir.  Somehow there was plenty of energy to go around. This is one of those days I’m deeply grateful to be an extrovert, drawing more strength from each encounter. I get a gratifying amount of positive feedback about my preaching in this new setting; maybe I’m better at it than I thought I was?

At this point, however, I’m done. It is an odd, unusual experience for me to ask for space and a little quiet. It’s even odder to get it. I think it’s almost time to curl up at one end of the couch and have a little snoozle while watching Extreme Home Makeover with The Princess.

Pass the jelly beans, please?

13 thoughts on “Easter Evening”

  1. Sounds great! I would share our checkerboard cake from the fabulous European Bakery, but I have a feeling it’s not Kosher for Pesach.

  2. Happy Easter! Eat a jelly bean for me — I’ll eat a Reese’s egg for you. Love you.

  3. I always feel like that after Easter. And your evening sounds nice; I would love company and television tonight. Want some Granny Smith apples and cheddar cheese?

  4. Yes, JD, come on over! (If only. Wouldn’t it be fun to have a real-life blogger girl sleepover?)
    The only thing I don’t want is pastel candy corn. It’s just so wrong.

  5. Eww. No, no pastel candy corn. Not that I am strictly canonical or anything, but some things are going too far, and that is one of them.

  6. they make pastel candy corn? WHY????
    I too am grateful today to be an extrovert (four services and a dinner with two church families)…but right now I am at that stimulation-saturation point as well. Five more minutes at the dinner and I’m not sure I would have made it home without a breakdown in my car, so happy would I be to be quiet and alone. I’m past energy-gathering and into completely-exhausted. oh my.
    one week until vacation…

  7. Do you suppose they make special Extraversion Easter Egg candy? I love Easter and most of the time I love who I am, but this week I could use a little dose of that PeopleEnergy rather than getting it from HidinginmyCave.

  8. If the positive feedback surprises you at all, then you ARE better than you think!
    Your sermons project JOY and I think people respond to that. I know I enjoy listening to you!

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