Dark Anticipation

Years ago I read a book about the Trapp family singers. Maria von Trapp said that in her childhood home, the Saturday between Good Friday and Easter was a very dark day. They didn't open the blinds. They didn't eat. They scarcely talked. Then Sunday morning, all heaven broke loose. Their celebration of resurrection was all the more bright in contrast with the darkness of the preceding day. We know how it all turned out, but still I think it's helpful to emotionally enter in to the horror of the death of Jesus. His followers assumed all was lost. The Bible seems to indicate that He was having His own private war with the demons of hell. I wonder if the angels in heaven kept silent as they watched and waited for the accomplishment of redemption. And what were the Father and Holy Spirit feeling? What am I feeling? Gratitude for salvation, for sure!

We're thankful that so many members of the family are here; what fun we're having. The "young" ones will sleep for awhile yet, and then we'll organize an expedition. They need to head back to Michigan right after church tomorrow.

And I'm still feeling well. Thank you for your prayers. Today we need to call our Nassau friend and see how his second chemo went last evening. We've sure been praying.

Blessings,
Carol