Spring, even Easter can be like a two-edged sword in my family. I doubt we’re so unique that this should surprise anyone. At some point in life most every body I know tires of winter’s short daylight hours and long, dark nights.
Even so, my family seems to have had more than average trouble getting through to spring – so much so that several times some of our loved ones didn’t make it. My siblings and I for example lost a parent, a cousin, and two siblings before spring.
These, our first losses were when we were all very young and somehow nobody explained what happened. So, understandably our history set up my siblings and me for a sneaky darkness to come creeping around in early March. Typically that gloom lurks in the shadows until early April. Remarkably, none of us recognized that particular annual happening until we were all grown and set in our individual ways.
Since that realization we learned to reach out to one another about the time our spirits began going down for the second time. Regardless of which of us start it, we team together to help one another through, one way or another. We celebrate the good aspects of our family and we rationalize the bad, the sad and the painful. Mostly by Easter we’ve all beat it.
This year Easter came early so my breakthrough exploded into Easter Monday.
I’m glad to have celebrated the Resurrection, our hope in glory* with extended family this year – people who know my family, our history and they’re as glad to see my siblings and me get through our struggles as are we.
Today I determined – yet again – to continue my campaign to celebrate Bright Week. Essentially borrowing from the Eastern Orthodox tradition, only I’ll continue to observe through to Holy Week next year. Embracing the pain and rising above it, I’m confident God shall carry me through the joy of Easter Sunday all year.
I’ll let you know exactly how this goes after I finish sorting through last weeks’ photos.
“To them [the Lord’s people who are the church] God has chosen to make known among the Gentiles the glorious riches of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory.”
Colossians 1:27 (NIV, [addendum mine])
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If anyone can cheer up a dreary day (or month), it’s animals. I couldn’t get by without my dog.
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My first winter away from sunny AZ — I was 23, without a job and with no real sense of who I was anymore, and then the grey winter descended and my heart with it. Almost didn’t make it through. I thought at the time God deserted me, I didn’t see until later the many ways he was there all along.
Sending you hugs!
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Back in the day I came here from Phoenix too, so the first year plus was tough. I’m an equal opportunity, all-season, all-reason hugger so I’ll take it (even though we’re all through the worst of it this year). ❤
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