What a glorious Easter day. The sun was shining. I drove to Church wearing sunglasses for the 8:30am Easter Mass. Having given up anger for Lent, it’s now time to indulge and be angry, but I’m so happy. Very very happy.
This was a reflective Lent for me, leading up to a prayerful holy week, and a beautiful Easter weekend. I spent quality time with my closest friends and family.
On Good Fridays, I’m reminded of the time when I was a kid running around and my babysitter yelled, “Stop running. Jesus is dying on the cross!” It’s not a bad memory, just vivid. Since then, I always sit at home, read, and contemplate on Good Fridays. It’s also an excuse to stay in. I definitely enjoy my down time.
I helped my sister on Saturday. She organized an egg hunt for her apartment complex. More on that later. That event warrants its own post. Then on to a friend’s fun tea party. Being Good Saturday, it was another night of staying in. I spent the night putting chocolate in 100+ plastic eggs. I love anything that has to do with kids and candy: pinatas, easter baskets, egg hunts. I’ve become the designated Easter egg hunt organizer.
Sunday started out with an early Easter Mass at my church, St. Agnes. When Mass was finished, I liked how there was a parish priest at each of the exits to wish everyone a happy Easter.
My friend Daniel and his wife hosted an impressive sit-down brunch for seventeen. It was divine. I wish I had taken a picture! Sparkling water, tea, coffee, mimosas, cornbread, raspberry scones, custard, fruit, chicken-apple sausages, salmon, spinach quiche, bacon. We finished with dessert from the cheesecake factory: key lime and dulce de leche. After I placed three large scoops of ice-cream onto my plate, my friend remarked, “So you’re not going to have any cheesecake?”
I laughed. “Oh no, no, no. Cheesecake too.”
One hour later, I was in San Jose with my family, chowing down on BBQ chicken. My cousin brought his fully-grown 7-month old pitt bull Crash and I swear I fell in love. I mimicked what my cousin had taught the dog and soon Crash was following my command. Toward the end of the evening, he put his head in my lap, ready to take a nap. My heart melted. Everyone agreed that I need to get a dog soon.
The following message is from the weekly email distribution of St. Joseph’s Church, the parish I grew up in.
May Easter become a verb in our lives–a way of living, loving, seeing and hearing and understanding. Let us not just celebrate Easter Day but let us “do” Easter everyday. Let us not just mark this milestone of the life of the Gospel Jesus, but let this day mark the corner stone of our baptismal faith.
Let us move beyond proclaiming Christ has died, Christ has risen, Christ will come again to believing it and living it. Be Easter for each other. Be alive.