Simon and I (and the dog) are off tomorrow morning (Lord willing) to stay for a week in a caravan in north Devon. Perhaps this is why we seem to be having what might actually be the coldest Easter on record here – it has been snowing on and off all morning! (I’ve been singing “I’m dreaming of a white Easter”) We don’t care if it is cold, we will enjoy putting our feet up and reading. Weather permitting, we will also do a little walking on the South West coastal path.
But first, we have the rest of our Easter Sunday worship,* a few loose ends to tie up, and we need to get packed!
* Simon and I have been in Church since 5.00am, our Resurrection celebrations start in the dark at 5.30am with a vigil, lighting of the new Paschal candle, renewal of baptismal vows and communion. We then have a celebratory breakfast all together before a few of us hardy souls pull ourselves together for the better-attended 10.00am service. Simon and I are not natural early risers – we set 4 alarm clocks to get us up on time this morning – but the dawn service with its symbolism of moving from darkness to light is my favourite service of the year.