A Touch of Heaven even with snow....

Tomorrow is Easter Sunday, and our church will begin the morning with breakfast — cooked by the men, which always brings a smile to my face. Everyone looks forward to it. I even bought a new dress just for this Sunday. I honestly can’t remember the last time I bought a dress; pants and a top have been my usual for years. So yes, I was hoping for a warm, sunny day to enjoy wearing my new dress. 

But northern Minnesota weather had other plans.

Yesterday a snowstorm swept through and dropped six or seven inches of fresh white snow, and more is coming on Easter morning. I posted a picture of it on my Facebook story and wrote that I’m glad I don’t trust Easter eggs — or the weather — for my salvation. With this much snow, you’d have a hard time finding those eggs no matter how bright the colors.

Our church breakfast is a long‑standing tradition, and the Easter egg hunt has been around even longer. Parents who want to keep the tradition alive will just hide the eggs inside, so the little ones won’t be disappointed.

But it does make me think:

How do we handle it when the traditions can’t happen?

Do we need Easter eggs and baskets to believe in Jesus?

According to the Word of God, there were no chocolate bunnies or brightly colored eggs at Calvary. There was only Jesus — willingly giving His life for us.

I’m still looking forward to that breakfast the men will cook. It will feel like a little slice of heaven, especially since they do the dishes too. But as grateful as I am for their hard work, not one of them died on the cross for me.

So while I feel a little sad for the kids in northern Minnesota who won’t get an outdoor egg hunt this year, I’m overwhelmingly thankful for the truth of Easter — a truth no weather can touch.

Happy Easter to each of you.

May God help you see past the breakfast, the baskets, the eggs, and even the snow…

and straight into the heart of His love for you.