dual personalities

Well, I have been spending a lot of time in this room lately. Thankfully, I like this room. I like all the rooms in my house.

And, as you can see, I like to see my favorite people around me.

I haven’t seen my loved ones (except the OM) up close for over three weeks. We get daily texts…

…describing their daily endeavors. Both daughter #1 and daughter #3 have been occupied making face masks. The boy brought two over for our use yesterday and he stood at the front door and we gabbed for a few minutes which was nice.

I have to say I am starting to really like my virtual church services from Charlottesville, Virginia–beamed in from afar. It is the bare bones of the service: the litany, the hymns, a sermon. I sing along and pray aloud. Maybe I am losing it, but I don’t think so. Our hometown rector says, when this is over and we can go back to church, we will have a big party (with booze, we’re Episcopalians) and I am all for it. But in the meantime, there is nothing wrong with enjoying the peace and quiet and the company of angels.

Sunday afternoon I spent a few hours watching the first half of Franco Zeffirelli’s Jesus of Nazareth.

I thoroughly enjoyed it and will watch the rest during the week. It is a great lead up to Good Friday.

A childhood friend of mine who has lived in Texas since college re-posted this on Facebook and I have to share it because I think it is spot on:

After the President’s news conference was over tonight, one of the reporters made the observation that for the first time in our nation’s history we won’t be celebrating Easter. Well let me tell you one thing, [the reporter is] dead wrong. We might not celebrate what Easter has become in that there may be no new clothes bought for that Sunday. We might not hide and hunt eggs in mass quantities. We may not travel home to attend church with our family. We might not see some folks at our worship services that we haven’t seen since Christmas, but we’re going to Celebrate Easter. As a matter of fact, every Sunday is Easter Sunday. Every time we assemble for worship we celebrate the resurrection of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Pilate couldn’t kill Him and the grave couldn’t hold Him. You think the Coronavirus is going to stop Easter? More people this year will hear the gospel than any other Easter before.

Easter is not just about special programs. Its not about the egg hunt or good lunch. It’s not about the trumpet call or the mass crowds. It’s the fact that we serve a living Savior who is still transforming lives today. Easter is not only about His resurrection, but our ability to rise with Him. Easter is about the hope of tomorrow and the gift of everlasting life. Yes indeed, we will celebrate. We’ll celebrate what God did for all of us at Calvary. How? By remembering Him. By loving Him. By worshipping Him. By praising Him. Easter for us is everyday. Let the celebration begin. Sing with me:

I serve a risen Savior, He’s in the world today
I know that He is living, whatever men may say
I see His hand of mercy, I hear His voice of cheer
And just the time I need Him He’s always near
He lives (He lives), He lives (He lives), Christ Jesus lives today
He walks with me and talks with me
Along life’s narrow way
He lives (He lives), He lives (He lives), Salvation to impart
You ask me how I know He lives?
He lives within my heart

Happy Easter my friends!🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼

In the meantime I will continue to “work remotely,” listen to Sinclair Ferguson sermons on YouTube while needlepointing, take walks and appreciate the beauty of spring.

How about you?