We had a very good day yesterday.
8:30 mass was nice, music selection was actually pretty good. Nothing too cringe-worthy. Not too crowded but a few more faces than usual. (I’m sure the 10:30 was packed.) They even read the sequence!
Then home for breakfast. When Dom asked how I wanted my eggs, I broke with habit and asked for hard boiled. A little nostalgia for Easter morning eating the eggs that had been dyed and hidden. (Dom didn’t dye ours.) And then after breakfast I even managed to scare up some leftover candy bars. (I totally forgot to buy any Easter candy.)
We had a late lunch with one of Dom’s brothers (honey ham, squash, asparagus, potatoes au gratin, peas, turnips, pulled pork, fruit salad and more) and then went to the other brother’s for dessert and a visit with grandma, who’d had dinner with them. Bella loved all the noise and commotion of cousins, aunts, uncles, the attention and the good food. She fell asleep in the car on the way home but woke when we got here and took forever to fall asleep again. Poor thing.
I had a good time, but I have to confess that this Easter was a bit of a let down. No Triduum. No Holy Thursday mass with adoration in front of the Blessed Sacrament. No Good Friday Adoration of the Cross, no Stations of the Cross. No Holy Saturday vigil with the candles and the light shining in the darkness and the Exsultet and all the alleluias and coming home tired but exhilerated and full of joy.
But then this Lent has been a roller coaster ride and not in a good way. I haven’t really felt spiritually grounded. I only started to get back on track with my prayers in the last two weeks. And everything just seemed to slip and slide and I just felt unprepared for Easter. My heart was cobwebby and I was ashamed to welcome in any guests for fear they’d notice the dust bunnies under the furniture. No this Lent hasn’t been good for improving my spiritual housekeeping. But the good thing is that I’ll get another chance. I just have to remember that each day brings a new start, new decisions. And it doesn’t matter what I did yesterday, even if I lost a lot of ground, I can still move forward tomorrow.
And the important thing isn’t me, anyway. He is risen and that is the cause of our joy!
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