“March is such a fickle month. It is the seam between winter and spring — though seam suggests an even hem, and March is more like a rough line of stiches sewn by an unsteady hand, swinging wildly between January gusts and June greens. You don’t know what you’ll find until you step outside.” – V. E. Schwab

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This is a season of hope, even with its unevenness, even with that “rough line” Schwab evokes. Easter 2020 was not only uneven, it was fraught with questions and fear, confusion and pauses. This year, I am ready to push forward toward the light. Anyone else? Show of hands, please? I did not just want to push beyond the pandemic (which we’re clearly not quite done with), but I wanted to focus on the spring light and, as a believer, the light of the Resurrection.

Finley is old enough to dye eggs now. Ask him and he’d tell you that he’s ready to drive a truck at age 3, but that’s another story. With the encouragement of my dear sweet mother-in-law and mom, this year, we decided to go for it. Yes, it was going to be all crafty. Yes, I was going to be inviting “A Mess” to come inside my home, but you gotta let light in, right, even in the form of a toddler/boy covered in art supply residue. For me, it was simply time to create Easter traditions and hold our heads up toward the sun, in hope. And that’s what we did.

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If you think that these images are the result of careful planning, great spirits, can-do attitudes and perfect behavior, you’re only partially correct. We did plan and we were hoping for perfect results, but that can only take you so far. We had some hiccups – the subject is my child afterall – but I’m so happy we took the time to be creative, to allow him to play a bit and for us to all be outdoors together. Everything doesn’t have to be perfect, folks. The eggs turned out to be lovely (and FUN! and MESSY!) and Finley now has a bar by which to set his expectations. We have begun our Easter story as a family. It may change in the years to come, but Finley has the beginnings of another annual tradition and for that I am grateful.

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And I am oh-so grateful for what nature gives. As we prepare for worship on Sunday, I do feel lighter. The yard is in bloom and we are able to see God’s handiwork, to smell the smells of spring, to cut blooms to bring indoors and enjoy, and to add our own decorations to what nature has presented.

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