Church was wonderful. Our senior pastor is still recovering from a terrible accident, so most of the service was worship. It centered around a drama, and included worship music spanning the centuries. There was something for everyone - Gregorian chants, traditional hymns, gospel, and contemporary worship music from the last four decades. The point was that Jesus is the same, and the message of the cross is still the same even as the music styles change. I took Michaela into the service with me, and she did really well. We did sneak out during the message as she was getting restless, and we'd already been in there for about and hour and a half. I'm really proud of her for being such a good girl.
Once we got home, I hid the eggs we'd colored the other day. Michaela found all but one of them. She is not interested in actually eating any of them, though. We do not do the Easter Bunny or lavish Easter baskets around here. I didn't grow up that way, and I'd like to keep the focus on Jesus. But we did have fun coloring eggs and searching for them in the garden.
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