Simple {Easter} Sunday

Holidays change as kids grow.  Long gone are the days of dressing my boys up in cute Easter rompers and bow ties.  Baskets have evolved from stuffed with toys and furry animals, to pastel grass and candy-filled, to baseball caps stocked with teenage faves.  This year, after Noah mentioning wanting peanut butter, Tim brought home a pack of Reese eggs.  And this morning, because everything is now half off, he put two sacks on the table for our towering guy to later engulf.

Yesterday was our first Easter that Noah didn't accompany us to church.  He worked 12-hour shifts this weekend, at his new job, though we did drive by to say hello after service.  Seeing him in his element, so happy and fulfilled, took away any longing for him to be by our side in the pew (at least a bit!) 

New joys were having what family attended the sunrise service come back to our house for breakfast.  We lingered over omelet muffins, fruit salad, coffee and other yummy snacks before returning to church for early service. 

We were home before 10 am with the rest of the day free, other than Tim having to sleep in preparation for his night shift. Between our crack-of-dawn alarm and not feeling well, neither of us had any difficulty in taking naps!  Hubby slept much longer, but I welcomed the quiet time it gave me to rest, reflect on the meaning of the day, and cook a small dinner for the three of us. 

The three of us ate at the table, watched a few comedies and retired early. 

To the outside, it might seem we didn't even observe the holiday.  Just a typical Sunday but anything other than simple when I humbly dwell the reason for the day.  Sometimes celebrations aren't festive or elaborate but rather quiet and intimate.  Without all the fanfare it allowed me to pause in worship for the gift that Easter truly is. 

Prayers your Easter was gentle and filled with JOY!