Easter

Possibly for the first time ever, I feel about Easter Sunday like I do Christmas Day - very excited, and not wanting it rush by and me miss it.

Why?

I don't know, really. I don't think it's about getting chocolate eggs (you'll be relieved to know). For some reason, the idea of resurrection means a lot to me at the moment; there's definitely parts of my life where resurrection is needed: what Paul talks about when he speaks of the power that raised Jesus being at work in us (Stephen's translation!) in Ephesians. I don't really know what I'm expecting to happen - perhaps nothing will. I just feel, like I said just now, like I really want Easter day to come and for it to be very special - life-changing, in fact!