i know it's a little early, but my friend vee jumpstarted the
festivities, and now i can't stop thinking about it.
here's our favorite easter tradition. my carpenter friend built
us an eight foot high wooden cross that we draped with
purple cloth until easter morning and placed it on our front
lawn. early sunday morning i would replace the cloth with
dozens of gold mylar balloons.
then we would decorate long tables and load them up with
donuts, fruit, juice, coffee, and hot chocolate. around 8:00,
nine or ten families with colonies of children would jump
out of their cars all dressed up in their easter finest or still
in their jammies, we didn't care which.
we had a group of guitars with lots of singing and playing,
and donuts flying through the air. at 9:00, each child let a
balloon go, and we watched them all soar together into the
sky. i am amazed now that not even the tiniest child ever
fussed about losing his balloon.
i told hans yesterday that i'm going to up the ante a bit with
my grandchildren and hire a hot air balloon. he thinks i'm
ps. "up from the grave, He arose with a mighty triumph
o'er His foes!..."