We had a very Happy Easter!

North Carolina, and Charlotte, especially, seems to be a place where they Carpe Diem regularly. This seems most evident on a holiday, like Easter. There were egg hunts all over and celebrations for the children to participate in, at school and in the community. We don't know how to keep up with the seasonal changes here yet. It seems that we were just digging out from the snow and here we are with 80 degree weather already. When it snows, Charlotteans take off and celebrate with the children, if possible. When it is sunny, they shine up their ride and zoom for breezes in the sunshine. We are trying to learn from them.

Jesus is risen and we celebrated as usual and extra specially. It was in the 80's and we are still not used to this heat in the Springtime. My twin gardeners are helping transform this new house and hopefully we can take advantage of the season.
I really always try to keep moving and have a small black cloud that overcasts me on the day before Easter, no matter what I try to do to change it.
The tumult of family preparations rose to a fever pitch about the middle of the evening. I was blessed to hear and participate in the fever pitch, some good yelling and some not so good yelling. All a part of the preparations for the celebration of the Resurrection in my house. Jesus is risen. As usual the comforts of the praise and worship and the beauty of the day seemed to raise my deadened and mournful soul to celebrate the Resurrection, with joy.
Each week, I say, I don't know, if I will be able to worship with joy in the Lord. But, especially, on Easter. Each child looks me in the eye on Easter and my precious husband and they are a reminder of the Resurrection of Jesus and salvation of our souls. I know that our undying souls are leaning on the everlasting arms. God comforts my soul, which sometimes seems to have blinders into the grave, on Easter. My heart goes to the gravesite, every year and God sends a special Angel to fly me back into the present to see the restoration of my soul. Halleluia. I couldn't shout to the Lord, at church, because it was too crowded and distinguished people come on Easter. I always say, I am going to try to be siddity, like the Charlotteans and God reminds me of His goodness and I am out of my seat acting a fool, for Jesus again. "Hold my mule!" I'm fixin to shout again.


After Church, we went to Freedom Park to photograph our beautiful, happy, tumultuous family.