Apr
12
This is perhaps the most subdued Easter Sunday in my memory. No church gatherings no family gatherings I didn’t even hear any church bells around me this morning on Easter Sunday. That’s a first, I think.
Underneath it all however is the feeling that we will survive this. Scarred perhaps, and probably slightly changed by the experience, but we will survive.
and after all, isn’t that the Easter message? That because he lives, we may live also?
