It's Easter day.  A beautiful day and a reminder of everything our faith stands for:  resurrection.  It's such a gorgeous day and it really is an awesome time. 

I'm completely exhausted.  I'm not sure how it is that I manage to make such a wonderful day so filled with meaning for us as Christians into such a production.  I was filling Easter baskets at 11:30 at night (who even thought of Easter baskets?).  I wanted to be so organized for today, so that I could relax and enjoy it; all I really got was a dirty kitchen and a headache. 

Cooking Easter dinner, getting all the kids showered dressed, and marginally cute while assuring my husband that yes, you can where that shirt with those shorts.  Yes, girls, the cat litter has to be scooped, even though it's Easter day.  Easter is a lot of work. 

Normally we go out to eat today, it's my break-from-cooking-holiday.  This year, the new jobless status has placed me firmly in the kitchen for the foreseeable future.  I love to cook, but we all know the kitchen clean up stinks.  I get all schizophrenic going back and forth thinking about how amazing and miraculous it is that Jesus rose from the dead; just walked out of the tomb.  He died a horrible death for me.  It is really beyond understanding.  I sit quietly in awe, then one of the kids has to eat.  The awe fades and life jumps in. Then I am flipped Sybil-style into crazy running around like a maniac every single thing has to get done right now woman. 

I don't think it's supposed to be that way.  I think the day of rest and reflection the bible speaks of should slow life down and refresh the spirit. 

Busy days and busy lives keep us from those quiet moments we need.  Sometimes, we just can't help the things that creep in, then there are the things we create because we think it all has to be perfect --personally for me, it takes all of that effort for presentable-- but perfect is the dream.  I look forward to the day that I can just calm down and let it be.  Sure, the kids will still have to eat and the cat litter will have to be scooped, but maybe, just maybe, I can keep that awe of this amazing day with me through it all. 

Happy Easter!  He truly is risen~!